So…I think you can guess I needed to stay home under warm blankets? Have a fewer which make me shiver, tender joints, cough and bubbling breaths, head ache.
At least I managed to eat something and write down my wishes for the new year. They are now tucked away in the envelop.
Bed now, but suspect I’ll be woken up before 12 with all the fireworks going off outside. I did tip the police about it, hoping they can ’swing by’ and perhaps make people a bit more careful. Fingers crossed!

Happy New Year! And here’s to a 2025 with less wars, more friendliness and ’The Orange’ kept in line…
For myself, I’m hoping the romantic connection I’ve made will blossom, better healt, fun sports (have plans, will blip later…) and a chance for a place of work.