Oh dear what can the matter be

Today has been such a waste

The fault of liqueur, and me being stupid

Boy sent us three beautiful bottles of wine from Italy, and as we relaxed last night we opened one of them

Such a lovely mood it put us into; it seemed only right we had something else

That something else turned out to be Wild Turkey. My absolute fav - but potent and lethal in the wrong hands

I have no idea when I went to bed - I left himself watching Gerrard Butler being Gerrard Butler

I got up the stairs and discovered That the ground was Moving faster than my head could. Keep up

The night was awful. Tossing, turning. Tangling. I dragged myself out of bed at 10.. weary from a disturbed sleep. And staggered downstairs and made coffee for both of us.

I sat there. And waited. I waited mostly all day for my body to Feel better and even now. At 920. It still doesn’t.

This is the six squashes Si picked on Thursday - it took him over an Hour to cut them up. And then longer to roast and then soup therm up.

29 Bags of soup in the freezer - and that is all we had for dinner. Neither of us felt like
Imbibing too much

I did stretch myself to preparing a bowl of pudding rice Whilst Himself slept on the couch I ate three bowls.

I’ll be going to bed then oh yes I will