The Visit

As I write this my beloved parents are on the plane coming out here to visit me.

I am terrified.

I will be getting up early tomorrow to meet them at the airport and bring them back here to my flat. My cleaner came in last week and polished the ceilings (personal joke) but I have to hoover all the cobwebs up. I don't mind cobwebs as they're one way of cutting down on the mozzies but I know they will annoy my mum so they've got to go (luckily my dad doesn't really notice these things).

We're going to be a bit busy over the next couple of weeks so I might only be able to sneak in a couple of blog posts.

Final thought, which of the following do you think my mum will mention first: my weight, my hair or my general appearance?