Still Not Quite Sure

“Harold Demure, who’s still not quite sure, fired acorns from out of his sling”

Had another awful night and even worse day with this wretched cold. We did go to meet up with our daughter and baby Emily for coffee (J32 at Castleford), but I couldn’t get warm and was shivering and aching all over...I only managed a Lemsip.

Home by 12, had a bowl of soup and then went to bed, only to be woken by the dog howling around 3:15.

I may be kicking him off the settee soon and napping on there

Blip photo taken outside the toilets at the shops this morning. Made me smile and brought back memories of a song - one line of which is at the start of my ramblings.