Magazines collected, bags stuffed, bouquets for presentation arrived, and prizes pacakged.
New frock and shoes laid out and waiting.
Hairdresser organised to come and blow wave hair at 6pm.
And I discover that all I have is a four year old, once pink, well-worn bra and some beige undies to wear.
Not just any beige either. But washed out beige.
Time to go nice knicker shopping?
Of course not.
