You could tell that Tony Blair was arriving, because today the entire hotel staff appeared to be on spilkes. I did tell them that it wasn't such a big thing. After all, Cherie did go to the school opposite me in Liverpool and would they feel like that about Netanyahu? Immediately they got the point and relaxed.
At breakfast Maria from 'guest relations' asked if everything was OK and escorted me up to my room. Apparently, the window to the balcony was in need of a fix and as 'mother of the bride' I was due wine, chocolates and fruit. I asked where she was from and she said 'Vladivostock'. She met her Israeli lawyer boy-friend in Thailand.
According to Maria, the hotel is full of Prime Ministers and Presidents from all over the world, though I haven't recognized anyone as yet. I am using the hotel facilities to write this blog, and one of Tony Blair's security team is seated next to me. We agreed that the weather was pretty hot and I explained what a sharav is!
Tomorrow is the daughter's hen night and some of the family are going up to wedding venue in the centre of the country in order to see to various things.
I shall have my early morning and late afternoon swims and take it very easy, thinking about the speech I am hoping to make on the big day.
And who knows, maybe Tony Blair will make an appearance sooner or later!