Saturday, 1 June 2013


So, with less only a few days until my summer holiday I have had a wonderful weekend of being well an truly pampered.

I spent blissful two hours yesterday having my nails and feet "done". To be fair I have my manicure every three weeks but as a treat before our hols, the other half said he would pay for me to have a pedicure as well. 

I've never had a pedicure before and I was genuinely looking forward to it.  I haven't got the best feet in the world but they’re far from the worst.  So for the past few weeks I've been giving them a good going over the with pumice stone, moisturised at night and, most importantly, stopped going to the bin barefoot (it's literally two steps away from my front door!).  So after my manicure (a luxury in itself) I spent 45 minutes in what I imagine heaven to be. 

It started with 10 minutes with my size sixes in one of those foot spa thingies.  You know, the one's you fill with water then plug into the electric (a wonderful mixture) and it vibrates, massaging your feet.  I was treated to a cup of tea and a collection of magazines to accompany it.  After this I was so relaxed.  Then, when I thought I couldn't be any more relaxed, I was asked to lie on the bed, before I was treated to a leg and foot massage.  I had warned the beautician that I am ticklish on my feet so there was no need to be gentle.  Her response to this? "Well don't jump; I have a sharp blade in my hand".  I was slightly alarmed at this, but this was to remove hard/dead skin from my feet.  My feet now feel softer and smoother than they have in years.

The finishing touch was having my toenails painted.  Not being blessed with a steady hand I’ve never painted my toenails without getting it all over my toes as well, so to have them done properly, I was overjoyed.  I lost count of the number of times I said to the other half, “look at my feet!”.  He commented more than once that they smell a lot nicer than usual too.  I felt so loved! 

This morning the hairdresser appeared at my door.  Just a trim and a tidy-up before they holiday, but I always enjoy half an hour of having my hair played with.  If I could pay someone just to come round and do that, I would do. 

So, I’m all preened and pampered and ready for a fortnight of sun, sea, sand and………..sangria

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