Well, hasn’t life a way of taking you down (in your own view, at least) a completely unnecessary peg or two.

You return from an awards ceremony during which you and other journalists from different newspapers around the country are presented with beautifully crafted trophies and framed certificates.

You’ve all been congratulated, hugged, had your hands shaken, and listened delightedly to nice things being said about you.

Everyone enjoyed free drinks, was fed a splendid meal, received celebratory texts, met old friends, and was feted from here to Kingdom Come. And you, for one, had felt like one of those Queens for a Day.

You drive home, your trophy nestled in a fleece blanket in the back seat.

Once you get into the house, you arrange it with care on the mantelpiece.

You stand back and survey it with pride.

Then you start unpacking the car while your husband goes off to collect the dog.

“Now,” you think, “I’ll just unpack, put a wash on, get everything put away and get the dinner on.”

After that, because you’re still feeling like a Queen for a Day, you decide to treat yourself to a luxurious shower with that new Ayurveda Rejuvenating Salt Scrub with Almond Oil and Indian Rose plus........

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