16 Jan 2009

Well Crimbo went well.
The cold/chest/virus I thought I had got rid of came back with the vengance of one of Reg's vampires. The food so lovingly bought with all the ideas of festive happiness mostly tasted....tasteless. My son put his back out so was doing his best to enjoy himself. Since then I have had an annoying cough which returns every so many days to wind me up. Antibiotics wont touch it so like everyone else blighted I am having to wait until it runs the course. Which I am still doing and this has been going on since October. I am not alone though. Everyone is complaining about the time it takes to shake it off.
We had some beautiful crisp winter days recently with the cold sun shining in a cloudless sky. Every where across the land it was white with frost and looked beautiful.
Aha I thought that will get rid of the germs..... Wrong! it lasted about three days and we have now gone back to the wet mild weather which seems to be the norm now. Enabling more strains of germs to get a hold on us.
Still cracking on with the sorting out of the bedroom. It looks like several trips to the recycling centre for me. That done I can then empty the room out and make a start of stripping walls etc. I love choosing the new colours but then there is the loathesome job of wallpapering etc. I used to enjoy it immensely but it doesn't hold so much fun anymore.
I would rather wear the white coat with the black bowler and direct the work force.
I will try not to leave it so long next time as Reg for instance was getting ready to push the three nines buttons.

1 comment:

R.R.Jones said...

So there you are!
Well Tee. Dani, my friend with the contacts, is going to try and sort something out, so I can only wait and hope that she comes up with the goods so Chee can start the doodling.
I had a rejection for the Hot Gates, well not in the true sense of the term.
Because the word count was above ten thousand and that's the magazine's ceiling, I wrote and asked what the form was. Would they take a story over ten thousand words?
They said they've got too many vampire stories and that ten thousand is ten thousand.
Whatever, nil desperandum, eh?
Onward ever onward as the old Nazi propaganda booklet said.