They say you should do something new every day. Well today I did something new. I went to a Christmas wreath making workshop with a friend.

I wasn’t sure what to expect. I mean I am creative, but I am also not if that makes sense. But I had a really good time! Or should that be wreath-ly good time.

I was shocked at how well my wreath came out. And how much fun it was. I got a bit giggy at one point as there was so much choice of foliage and other accoutrements.

My wreath is proudly hanging on my chimney breast so I can admire it. It’s far too nice to be on the door…

All is right in the world when I get to spend time with Mr Fluffy Ears. Pity I felt rather pants doing it. I woke up full of cold. It was bound to happen, there’s been a lot going on. The comedown to an adrenaline fuelled week too.

Took Bert out for a mooch hoping the fresh air would help. It did in a way. But Lemsip helped more!

Took Buddy out for a mooch later. Again hoping the fresh air would help. It did in a way. But I couldn’t feel my face or my thighs by the end of it. Time to break out the thicker coats.

Christened my new Le Mieux coat this evening. At the football. My goodness it was cold. At least my head was warm in the fluffy hood. That is genius on someone’s part. I guess it’s the equestrian equivalent to fluffy ears. Whatever it is, I’m a fan.

OK, so I think I might have hit some mid-life moment or something. First it was the soup maker, now I seem to have bought a heated airer.

Don’t get me wrong, I love a practical gadget. But I’ve surprised myself with this one. In the Summer, I can line dry everything. Or hang it in the conservatory. But come winter and my lounge starts to look like an old-fashioned laundry. So I thought I’d give this a whirl.

Hoping it will speed things up somewhat. At worst, it’s another airer to distribute stuff on. Even if it’s just me, I still end up with a lot of washing. Well I say me, Bert and Buddy have their fair share too. And that’s why I have two washing machines…

Buddy and I had another side-saddle lesson today. Our least one was three years ago. That’s a long time between lessons.

Muscle memory is a wonderful thing. I really impressed myself with how much I remembered. Buddy seemed to remember it better than I did.

I’ve often felt like I was born in the wrong era. I would have loved to have been one of those ladies who elegantly rode side-saddle across the fields. Dress and clock flowing in the breeze.

Let’s face it elegant isn’t a word that is used about me often. I’ve been told I’m an elegant faller. Not sure that’s something to shout about. But riding side-saddle I felt so elegant.

When the lesson had finished, I asked the instructor if she had her hat. She didn’t need a second invitation to hop on Buddy and show me how it should be done. It was wonderful watching my little boy float round the arena.

Looking forward to the next time. Let’s hope I don’t have to wait another three years…

Bert may have gotten a little enthusiastic with his chew and accidentally chewed four holes in my dressing gown! Guess I’ll be ordering myself a new one then.

I’m trying to work out how long I’ve had this dressing gown for. It must be at least 25 years. It’s so warm and comfortable I’ve never seen the need to replace it. Bert clearly had other ideas.

I might have spent a lot of time in it today. My get up and go seems to have wandered off again. At least I had a chilled day planned. I was very tired. I had a late night as it was Carleton’s AGM. It was lovely to catch up with everyone. Even if I was very tired.

I did leave the house to go and see Buddy. He was so funny. He totally ignored me for the first few minutes. Then he sniffed me and brought me in for a cuddle. I think he’d missed me. It felt good to be back in the saddle. I didn’t do much as he’s had a bit of time off and I was very tired.

Did I mention I was very tired?! Early night for me. Bert is snoring already. As are the kittens. I probably will be soon too…

When I was a child, my Dad used to have to go abroad on work trip. He’d sometimes bring me a present from which ever country he’d been to. He then had to go to Chicago quite regularly. He would bring me back Twinkies. I loved Twinkies.

It seems I am now passing that tradition on to Bert. There was a wonderful dog food supplier at the Conference. So I got Bert a few goodies. He was a fan! These tasty morals were gone in seconds. The supplier sells his products the dog-friendly cafes, pubs and hotels. More and more people are taking their dogs on holiday, so perfect to exhibit at a Conference full of holiday park and lodge owners. I saw lots of them walking round with samples.

Bert was very pleased to see me when I picked him up earlier. Not just cause I brought him a present. He’s had a fab time on his holidays with Uncle Harry. It’s makes all the difference knowing he’s happy while I’m away. I missed him. I think he was having too much fun to miss me.

My feet are red raw, every fibre of my being is aching and I feel like I could sleep for days. I know I’m on the adrenaline comedown from another epic Conference.

One of my tasks is to dress the room for Gala Dinner. Well not personally, we have a fab company for that. I get to make the creative choice. This year it was Cadbury’s Purple and white. The tables looked incredible. I absolutely love these centrepieces. They look like flames. A wonderful coincidence given we had bit of a Traitors theme.

I joined a lot of very tired people at breakfast. Judging from the feedback, it seems everyone had a good time last night. Or should that be a flaming good time.

It takes months of planning, countless hours, a millions and one things to organise and a mammoth effort to pull off. I’m feeling so proud to have been part of it.

Having packed my stuff up and packhorsed my way to the car, I headed back to my Dad’s this morning. My car is a lot emptier than when I came down. I’ll head back home tomorrow. I’m very tired. I feel jet lagged. But then I did work for over 20 hours yesterday. I’m looking forward to seeing all my boys. And my bed…

I know it’s very late and technically for yesterday, but I have just crawled into bed after another amazing Conference. I feel so honoured to be a part of such a mammoth event. In fact, it’s 3 events in one! This is my 4th year being involved.

I woke up at 2am playing things over in my head. Even though I knew I’d checked everything so many times, I still had those little panic. When the alarm went off at 6am, I was very tired but had things clear in my head.

Today ran pretty smoothly. Too smoothly at one point as we were very early for lunch. Few curveballs, nothing I couldn’t handle. Bit of a scramble trying to resolve a particularly thorny issue.

This evening was epic. Simon was incredible on stage. He was joined by Alan Carr. Fresh from his victory on Celebrity Traitors, he entered in his cloak and with a lantern. He was an absolutely hysterical. The Awards overran a he was having too much fun having photos with people.

My brain is mushed, my feet are wrecked, I’ve done enough steps for the month. As tired as I am, I am so proud of what’s been achieved over the past two days. It was worth the hard work seeing people’s reactions to the surprises we had in store. I will celebrate this I’m sure. Now I sleep…

It’s been rather a long day, but Conference is underway. People seem happy so far. Long may that continue. Tomorrow is the big day though.

You can tell that I’m a bit tired. I found the only thing to trip over on a very empty floor. Much to the amusement of the AV guys. I am that special that I can find the only trip hazard about.

And before you ask, yes I’d eaten. I’m very lucky to have amazing people who are looking after me. Which makes a change from me looking after everone. I’m still doing that of course.

I’ve bumped into so many people I’ve met from previous conferences. It’s so lovely that they recognise me. And are pleased to see me.

Tomorrow will be an ultra marathon. I’ve walked 12 miles today. And I didn’t leave the hotel! Let’s see what the step count is tomorrow…

It’s a good job I have a bigger car now. The Upgrade did me well. I managed to get everything I had to bring to Brighton in the car. There was a lot of tessellating going on. And there was still room for Bert. Not that I could see him! I dropped him off for his holiday on my way to my Dad’s yesterday.

Today I headed to the hotel. My home till Thursday. Unpacking the car took longer than packing it. I’d put all the heavy items on the bottom, so needed to shuffle everything around to get it on the trolley.

What didn’t fit in my car was delivered today. I’d had a few palpitations about things going astray, but I needn’t have worried. Everything arrived ready for Wednesday.

Tomorrow will be a long day, not as long as Wednesday of course. These things really do take on a life of their own after a while. I’m sure there will be something I’ve forgotten or missed. There’s usually a curveball or two.

The hotel have upgraded me to a beautiful room. I have a balcony and sea view. A very lovely touch. Not that I will spend much time in my room. So tonight I have flopped on my huge bed relaxing. Tomorrow I will be in full swan mode!

I bloody love Conference. It’s bonkers, but so much fun.