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A good laugh and a long sleep are the best cures in the doctor's book. ~Irish Proverb

Feeling horrible today - sore throat, streaming nose! Husband brought me breakfast in bed - a real treat as we always have meals at the table. Seems mildly decadent! I intend spending the morning under the duvet and seeing where the day goes from there. I hope to get a good sleep - but where will the laughs come from? I remember my children falling about when I once said, "I haven't laughed so much since my mum died." I didn't mean it the way it sounded, but Edith, an indomitable Glasgow spirit, could be howlingly funny and we'd end up crying laughing. One of the many things I miss about her!
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