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9th December 2009
I have had a wonderful day. Tony, Emily, Daisy and I were invited to the Woman’s Own Children of Courage Awards but Daisy is still recovering from the bug so couldn’t come. We all love this ceremony and we try to go every year but sometimes our work schedules make it impossible for us to attend. This is one of my favourite events of the year and marks the start of Christmas for us. The stories of the children who are receiving the awards are always moving and highly inspiring.
The day starts with a service at Westminster Abbey followed by lunch at the House of Lords and it has become a tradition that Tony and I always sit with the hilarious, gorgeous and supremely talented Lee Pearson who also attends every year. We always have such great fun at this event and reconnect with people that we have worked with over the years so it is always a fantastic day all round. Tony left early to go back to rehearsals and I headed back to Surrey to pick up Daisy and drive her back to Bath. I also took Emily’s luggage back to the flat as she is staying in town for a while until her Birthday next week but completely forgot to drop it off. Fortunately I was only part way round the M25 when I remembered but it did mean that we didn’t get home until later than planned.
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