The worst bridesmaid in the world

Have you ever felt so incredibly sick to the core of your stomach about something you've done even though you didn't do it on purpose?

Babs's wedding is in exactly four weeks and yesterday we decided that I should try on the incredibly expensive, 100% silk bridesmaid dress that she bought for me in Paris last month. I took it out of its protective bag, put it on, and to my utterly abject horror we saw a black stain about the size of the palm of my hand.

Babs was, understandably, gutted and I felt like I'd killed a kitten. I'm taking it to a specialist cleaner tomorrow. Fingers crossed!