Morning all.. Hope you and yours are toddling on....bit damp 'n breezy here.
That's nasty for your friend jno, I hope she gets though it ok. I was talking to my sis a few days ago about the silly accidents that happen in the home & how they can change your life (hopefully temporarily).
I see we're back to bazoombiza today...neti for pity's sake be careful & keep those crocs on, how would you cope with being laid up for weeks with a badly broken foot?! I tend to drop things on my feet from time to time, once it was a hefty book & I thought I'd got away with until my toe went black a couple of days later.
I'm never 100% happy with my hair, it's a good thing I can handle it myself or I'd look like a haystack. Most hairdressers I've ever had take too little off, or the lower layers are ok but there's not enough off the top, I'd like it shaggier...or short, but I'm not quite brave enough.
Good luck & best wishes for your b-i-l.
Hope you feel better Lottie, a sore mouth's bloomin miserable...and carry on clearing shaney, don't let them win. Hoarding must be a thing with some men, my b-i-l's dream is to live in a log cabin next to a scrap yard :o)
I did a mini life laundry yesterday, more of a handwash really, I cleared out my odds 'n end drawer (man drawer? :o)). Anyway, amongst much rammel I found two 1950s one shilling coins and a compass...so at least I know where I'm heading today.