No, I'm not in lust with a gorgous lover, I haven't dusted off my sauciest undies, they are still languishing at the bottom of my drawer. (If you happen to have a spare toy boy loittering around, do feel free to send him my way.)
I haven't GOT the horn; what it really is, is that I am ON the horns of a dilema.
A schooling dilema - yes already. But no, not about actual schools. Just about nursery. I say just, but it has me perturbed.
A few months ago they wanted Isobel to move up to the next class, but I didn't want her to go without her friends.
I was assured they would move Isobel with at least one of her gang - Elif. Perfect, as Elif is 2 days younger, Elif who we have known since she was days old and Elif whose mum is one of my very dearest friends.
But now it transpires that there is only place and I have been asked to move Isobel alone. So, I hear you say, say no again.
If I say no, they will ask Mine to let Elif go, if Mine says no it will be Charlotte who is asked to move. So ultimately one of the gang has to go it alone.
It terrifies me and I have no idea why.