Poor you Carole, a cold at any time isn't good, but over Christmas a real bummer!
Hope you are feeling better now.
Well I got through Christmas. Ask me to cook for twenty, not a problem ( it never used to be, not so sure now), but to cook for one, talk about getting me nickers in a twist. By the time I'd done the dinner, I looked at it and thought, why. I ate it because, rather than I really wanted it. Still, had enough for Boxing Day.
Everyone seemed to appreciate what I got them. The spare cards haven't been found.
The club was shut Christmas Eve, so that solved that choice.
Had a disagreement with the GP receptionist over my meds, so raised it formally. Conflict resolution was my job, and this receptionist needed some, plus last time I was down there, they had implemented a policy of zero tolerance, something we had proved to cause more problems than understanding why people become distressed 10 year's or more back. But that seems to be the void the NHS has up here as opposed to down London.
You say POF is free, I might see if I can catch a cod, I was never good at fishing, bread kept falling off the hook.
Just New Year to think about, but the club might just make the choice for me again.
Have a brilliant New Year and the year that follows.
Peace and harmony, Ian xx