I get up and head to the station today, as I walk down the street I notice a serious problem. Snott dribbling from my nose. Ahh I’ve caught a cold again.
I get to work on the memoirs of saturday before I forget.
I pnder what angle to write from, I ponder how small the text should be, I ponder how much I’ll actually write.
I ponder if anyone has a ticket other than me and is the ticket inspector going to be busy. Yep he is.
While it might be hard to tell there is something different here now on my phone. Yep my Giffgaff has changed to 4G. Not that I will get that once back in Cannock.
By the time I get home I’m not feeling good.
This cold is making me so very tired and snotty.
I try to ignore it and clean the kitchen floor.
And then I clean some wood furniture.
the eating table
I really could do with vacuuming too.
And then I make tea, but not only tea, I make tea for about eight people.
It bubbles away for a fair old while. I serve it up and the rest
well I put it in containers for my miday dinners.
And with that I write my blog by candle light and snott! Argh airchooooooooo.