Last night I only got 3 1/2 hours sleep and ended up hearing gran say, “I’m in jail!” from her hospital bed and then watching a damp squib of a Championship Match; Derry V Tyrone. Having a foot in both camps, I was in two minds. 🙂
I have a sore throat, Lemsip is only a temporary relief. Possibly it’s time to gargle with salt water, supposed to do just as well.
But one good things was that I saw the game with an old friend at her house and she gave me lasagne. Strictly platonic, of course. 🙂
But at least I showered and dressed today, I’m not a complete washout. 🙂
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