I had a cold. I think it might have been slightly more than a cold. I think it might have been a "non-specific Viral Infection" as the doctor once so eloquently described it.
Whatever it was I was knocked for six and apart from sleeping, coughing, sneezing and sipping hot honey and lemon I have taken very little notice of the rest of the world until Saturday.
That was when I realised that I no longer had a temperature it was the summer that had a temperature.
I turned up the fan to full strength blow and relaxed into my chair - my legs elevated of course.
I will have more to tell you next week, I hope.
My thanks to Sian for inventing this meme and keeping me writing
Monday, 3 July 2017
It's been a quiet week in
Lake Wobegone Newport. I brought home a cold from North Wales and selfishly decided to keep it all to myself. This meant I stayed in my pyjamas, curled in my chair (legs elevated, of course) and coughed and sneezed my way through two boxes of tissues.
When the pressure on my rear end got to bad I would stagger to the bathroom and then flop back in the chair to rest. It took the whole darned week! Mr M fed me small amounts of things and YS did the washing and watered the tomato plants. Today I feel so much better.
|Some of the newly connected California Cousins - names later|
During this week I have received a parcel from Lakeland with "stuff". You know about Lakeland Ltd right? They always have things I desperately need. They do the most marvellous kitchen essentials. Mr M decided that we need a pasta pot, and who am I to argue? I also needed more cling film and a set of their microwave plate warmers. My new kitchen means that I no longer have an eye-level grill above the hob so there is nowhere to put the plates to warm before dishing up dinner. I really hate putting hot food onto cold plates so now I have plate warmers that are excellent!
|The Pacific North-West cousins - names soon|
I have begun to transcribe it and it is interesting to find that she too had the ability to take an ordinary daily happening and turn it into a drama of the first order.
I begin to understand from where I get my story-telling gene. I do keep to the truth in my stories, simply embellishing a little while Great Aunt seems to have inherited her mother's ability to
My thanks to Sian for starting this Meme and keeping me writing