The last day of holidays was spent on day three of a screaming
migraine, the worst for a very long while, that resulted in nothing being
achieved except a hairdressing appointment and quality couch time. Personally
one is starting to think that those damn mice on the coffee table are
responsible. Perhaps brave Colin is actually cursed, rather than the unluckiest
mouse in the world...
Eyes off the game suspiciously
2 comments:
You have my sympathies. I just went through that nasty, interminable, intractable migraine thing a couple of weeks ago. It is awful. Gentle hugs...
Thank you :)
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