Flu!

Today is the first time since New Year that I have felt well enough to contemplate writing anything. I have had flu and it has been horrid. Earache and a sore throat that would give sandpaper a run for its money!

Happy New Year to any of you I haven't already wished. Hope that 2011 is going to be exactly what you hope for. I am still trying to come to terms with my lack of resolutions - still feel I should somehow be prepared to make the new year better than the last but at the same time unwilling to put the pressure of expectation on myself - I know where that leads and it isn't pretty.

The last few days have passed in a haze of general unwellness - lots of fluids, paracetamol and hot water bottles. Why is it that being unwell reduces us to such babies? All I wanted was comfort food and a shoulder to cry on. What I got was solitude and whatever was to hand in the kitchen.

I must tell you about my Chrismas present from my blind neighbour. He trotted off to Basingstoke by himslef and came back with an animal print scarf and gloves. Very Bet Lynch! I have had to tell him that my apirations to cougarhood are not great. So kind though. Maybe my resolution should be to accept his next proposal!!!!!