concrete bungle


Well the concrete brick that was on my head when I wrote the last post is gone.  It must have lodged itself there when I took the anti-histamine for my hay-fever. Give me sniffles and bloated eyes any day. I took to my bed as soon as could be and stayed there as long as I could – over thirteen hours under the duvet.  So when I got up I wasn’t walking through treacle anymore.  The kids stayed in their pajamas until 4 but couldn’t be persuaded to make it to bedtime.  Though there was no need to dress and we didn’t stick our noses out the door.  I can not remember when I’ve had a day like that.  I was retreating, taking a pit stop. I can hear my motor humming again. 

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