Heya Ladies.
Well I think I’m fighting this cold and actually winning… who’d have thought it.
All this talk of victor meldrews is making me laugh because I have a friend in the village (who had BC 10 years ago) and her retired hubby meets up with his retired friends ever so often and she calls it the meeting of the meldrews, she got caught calling them that and now they use the name themselves!
Anyway sorry that hubbys have been infected with meldrewism… it can pass apparently but the medication varies on the man infected, some need a kick up the backside and others a nice meal
Lily… It makes sense that you’re crying at happy things. I became as excited as a child recently, just at feeling happy, we reckon that’s why I’m getting mistaken for a teenager, I’ve shed years of cynicism according to the OH and I think he might be right. But isn’t it great to be happy, even if there’s darkness in amongst it?
Anyway today the OH and I finish up the gallery and quitely open it just in time for tomorrow which is traditionally the day everyone starts christmas shopping… which reminds me what it happening with woolies… not woolies.
Angie