That time of year

At least these days you do not have to lick them.
Paul the Plumber sorted out my leaks and non working machines.  I can now wash some knickers (not related to any leaks I hasten to add!)
Yoga, followed by reading at the OU and then surgery this afternoon (face to face with a doctor!) for a 5 minute annual asthma check.
The plumber had to be fitted in between all this.  
Finished writing cards and sorting them into piles, and now I can relax. 
 Somehow I forgot to have any lunch.