Joe le Taxi meets the King of Lemsip

that pretty much sums up the day. Felt totally miserable, physically not emotionally and was downing lemsips like they might do me some good. If they did, I suppose I would be considerably worse this evening than I currently am, something zombiesque.

The taxi duties took me to two dance classes, two parties, a nearly new sale, a hairdressing appointment and a pick up from a play date. Quite surprisingly the sun came out and I managed to play cah cah (hide and seek, naturally) with the numberoneson. The highlight of which was hiding in the shed while he was saying 'Ddyda way-ah-you' I made something like a horse noise, well a horse with a hoarse throat having drunk multiple lemsips and he finally found me. Yes, you had to be there.....

Next time a flag might be an idea.

Bath and pjs before 9om but I was up at 5 as my nose was running rather profusely.

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