hi all, just popping in to say I is still here. I'm starting to worry 'cos Vinny's.... erm, lemonade fuelled ramblings... are making sense to me, I think my brain's well & truly addled.
Ah, Porlock, yes, my hippy friend went on a mission to find Doris, (well that's what he called her) the Porlock herb lady.....mmmm? Apparently there wasn't a plant or potion she didn't know about. I honestly can't remember whether he did actually find her & I don't think he could remember by the time he came back either. :o)
Good for your mum woofy a cheerful send off. We aren't doing the all black/religious thing when we go. In fact I might buy my basket now so I can get some wear out of it first.
The good news is my brother's chest is now clear but obviously he's never going to be a well man. Won't bore you with all the details but the problem now is that he's refusing a procedure that would make life easier, & less risky, for him & his carers. As the next of kin I have to keep going over & over things with the medics but they go away & change their minds (or have it changed for them) & it's back to square one. I'm so tired.
Didn't help that I couldn't sleep for the bloomin' wild weather last night either Vin
Sorry I'm not a ray of sunshine, I think I'll come & live on 'my ship' in Stockholm Kit....hahaha, I love it. I've spied on, erm sorry, observed, the comings & goings many nights on the webcam, it looks lovely, that having a life business.