It’s not for another week, Beech, so preparations are underway:
Step 1: hair. I need to find a way of transforming my usually unkept mop into a more respectable style.
Step 2: dress. I need something modest but also smart. Everything I’ve tried so far makes me look like a busty serving wench from days of yore.
Step 2: cutlery. As if I don’t have enough problems, I have a week to learn how to use chopsticks. Bugger.
Ah well, guess I’ll just have to hope they find my little imperfections endearing…
END OF HI-JACK.