Life in north east England (yes, we've moved!) with an eccentric Welshman and a small white dog that thinks he's a Rottweiler.
Misery!
The road and pavements outside are like a skating rink and show no sign of improving.
"If we ever move," I said to Keith today, "We are going to a house on a main road so that there will be some remote chance of the road outside being gritted in weather like this!"
But that's not the main problem, no the main problem is that, since Wednesday, I have been feeling increasingly 'not well' and miserable. It's probably the mysterious 'Christmas bug' which afflicts people at this time of year, one of those indeterminate, unidentified germs that waft about looking for likely victims. Suffice it to say, eating has been a non-event and so has drinking except for boiled water and the occasional cup of tea.
It's now the fifth day of feeling like something the cat dragged in and I'm fast losing patience.
New year, huh? Forget it, I'm off to hibernate until Easter at least.
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3 comments:
Nooooooooo can't have you ill. Pull yourself together, woman. It's all in your head. And other such platitudes !
You should've been watching ITV at 1pm like the rest of us, even Daphne. That would've cheered you up as I KNOW how much you love footy.
Stay warm and get well soon.
Yep, can't imagine how I managed without watching the footy, Ian! Thanks, I'll try.
hope you feel better soon
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