Poorly day today. I have a cold. Very poor. I nearly had an asthma attack. Ever poorer. I had an allergic reaction. Poorer still. I felt sick. Things just got worse.
Now I just feel very tired from it all. I’m no stranger to being ill. I get ill a lot. I always have, right from when I was small. It’s just one of those things. I’m going to have an early night.
I was at the FPs today. We drank tea. Talked about deep issues. One of my two eldest nephews…who both seem to find a way to insult me somehow asked me: “Why do your cheeks go all in when you smile?“ Looking slightly bewildered. Charming. My reply was simple. “They’re dimples.” Simple and dimple rhyme.
I’m going to Coombe Abbey tomorrow. The weather is meant to be nice so I’m sure it will be lovely. As long as I remember suncream.
from the sounds of it, you also need to ensure that your little cloth bag of weirdness includes your medication.
how nice of your nephew to imply that you have some kind of sunken head. lovely
I daren’t take that with me whenever I’m around the FP, Marge. You see, she has this weird habit of putting my bag in the tumble dryer…ruining any medication I have with me. She’s a bit daft and “special.”
I hope you feel better. I hate it when people like to find anything to criticize you about. But sometimes it’s funny cuz they find the stupidest things!