As promised...

I have done nothing! Nada! Rien! I played on the internet in bed this morning had some chicken soup (British necessity when ill enough to be in bed all day) and then zonked out for the afternoon! Woke up about 20 minutes ago and feel soooooo much better. I am still poorly but have a bit more verve. I haven't done a single thing. Well, I hung my jeans up on the radiator to dry. Normally I wash up, cook, clean, do laundry, obviously work, work, work, go out to the gym... Today I am banned from the kitchen by DB who finally noticed that I was ill (!!), and after some berating for his tardiness he has been most lovely and made me soup and smoothie to make me better. Bless. Thank you DB! (He doesn't read this blog btw. Best that way eh?!! He does know he is written about in it though. I find his lack of curiosity astounding. It is either representative of admirable contentment and trust, or a symptom of sociopathy, so unnatural does it seem to me.)

I have to pack to go away for the weekend and I don't want to. All that moving and bending down and up again! Bleugh.

Just thought I would check in.

Toodle pip!

x J