After a series of dire nights, I actually slept reasonably well yesterday and trotted down to the kitchen feeling quite bobbish, only to find Keith and Mum, having heard the hacking and coughing in the bathroom, making plans for my funeral eulogy. Frankly it sounded a bit disappointing – I’m not sure I’ll hang aroundContinue reading “Day four: a leap forward in Christmas stockings.”
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Three’s the charm
Well like the curate’s egg, the day was good in parts. This is a quick update because my sinuses are in revolt and sleep seems to happen in 2 hour increments between phases of asphyxiation. If I go to bed soon I can perhaps patchwork a nights sleep between the Vicks application, desperate earache triggeredContinue reading “Three’s the charm”
Digging Diversion
Day 2 was hijacked. I started off tremendously, getting up fairly early even though I had sat up late appliquéing legs onto an embroidered sheep (and, with hindsight I should have banked another half hour’s sleep and stopped at two rather than going for the full four as it now looks like a cross betweenContinue reading “Digging Diversion”
Here we go again, brace yourselves..
‘Tis the first of December and in three weeks and threeAll needs to be readyfor our yuletide jamboreeBut the cake is still just batterthe presents are not boughtthe wreath is still a-growingbut is she overwrought? No reader she is not. In the Seasonal Steeplechase we are barely out of the traces and (to mix myContinue reading “Here we go again, brace yourselves..”
Slip sliding away
We are in welly season. We celebrated Lyra’s 6th birthday with a sunny walk along the river in Norham only to find that the “low road” had been converted into a foot deep duck superhighway. Choosing the better part of valour, for once, Mum and I took the high road rather than wade through. EvenContinue reading “Slip sliding away”
Lazarus speaks…
I have had this godawful cold/virus for over a fortnight now and only in the last couple of days have I felt even borderline human (as opposed to the land based kin of a race of spluttering green slime monsters from the depths of the Mindanao trench). Keith’s been fairly poorly as well and betweenContinue reading “Lazarus speaks…”
25 hours in a day, and the aftermath
Well Christmas was lovely. It played out as follows: I was totally whacked by 10 when, resplendent in one of the several pairs of Christmas PJs received, I stumbled off to bed (where I managed to pull a muscle rolling over!). Nothing stopped me sleeping though and I emerged today, bleary eyed but refreshed, andContinue reading “25 hours in a day, and the aftermath”
23/24/who the hell knows…
It has been a monumental scrum the last two days. I have chopped and mixed and wrapped and knitted and snipped and quite frankly I barely know which way is up. However, I think things are mostly in hand. Here is the sit rep Have a lovely Christmas everyone. I tried to edit the picturesContinue reading “23/24/who the hell knows…”
22 blingy baubles
At last a day of action. Keith, Lachlan and Lyra went off to collect the turkey, a feat which involves lunch out at the Anglers Arms, and mum and I were left to crack on. We had been invited to the neighbours’ for a Christmas snifter but I was still hacking and coughing and wasContinue reading “22 blingy baubles”
19, 20 & 21 viruses in overdrive
My “back to normal tomorrow” post on the 18th proved an extremely over optimistic prognosis. However, I am out of bed (though have had a strip ripped off me by my mum for this reckless manoeuvre). This thing has practically floored me – I’ve had shakes and shivers, bizarre fever dreams involving giant lilies, aContinue reading “19, 20 & 21 viruses in overdrive”