Yesterday afternoon mum
slipped off to the hospital for some more tests without letting us
know. She is desperate to keep us from worrying about her. However my
spies are everywhere and I did discover that the results of these
tests will be sent to her G.P.
I spoke to her today
and I must say that she sounds fine,it's just being so far away that
makes if so unbearable, but it cannot be helped.
Tomorrow is Mothering
Sunday and I made sure ages ago that mum would have her card and
gifts in good time. My son is doing the cooking tomorrow and I shall
have a lazy day,and well deserved if I say so myself as I have just
finished an enormous pile of ironing...pheeeeeeew!
I began at the start of
the Scotland v Wales rugby match and finished about twenty minutes
after the match ended. It was an odd sort of a game but at least
Wales won.
Snow is forecast for
Monday I hear, just between you and me even I am getting a bit bored
with the stuff,not to mention the fact that it will flatten my poor
crocus flowers.
When the ironing was
done I poured myself a large glass of damson gin,lovely stuff, I
believe I might just have another even larger on before bed.....well
it makes a change from Horlicks.
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