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Let's Face It

Some think that massage and beauty therapy is reserved for the girly girls... But LET's FACE IT - we all enjoy a little pampering now and then!

To help me make the most of my last few days of leave, I was treated to a back and neck massage, facial and pedicure on Monday.

Admittedly, two hours of free thought is a little overwhelming: How's Ethan doing with P-J outside? What colour should we paint Jorja's room? Is the Fruit + Veg City Whammy Wednesday worth it? (Ooh, this steam on my face is invigorating!) What am I wearing to work on Monday? Should I have put a load of laundry on before I left home? What's the time? (Oh I hope it's not over yet!)...

I mean, the last time I lay this still on my back for longer than 45 minutes, I was wheeled out of the labour ward with a newborn!

Every now and then, even a plain Sally like me goes to Romy for a treatment - and you should pop in too - 72 Uppermill Road, Gardens.

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Current special: Pretty Feet Pedicure R95

Quote my name as a reference and you'll get an extra special... Smile ;)

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