So I don't know if I've moaned enough about the horrible lurgy I've been suffering from to make you properly sorry for me, but I'm finally feeling like I'm on the mend at last, despite the fact I'm still coughing my guts up... Anyway, was sitting having breakfast this morning when an unexpected wave of melancholy washed over me, most peculiar, I couldn't understand why. Only one thing for it though, hot shower and loud pop music - I'm not having any of that feeling sorry for myself nonsense. It's sunny outside, I feel better enough to go out by myself - Party time!
"Heaven must be missing an angel - everybody sing along now!"
Celebrating forty years
2 months ago