Saturday, 19 May 2012

"I told you I was ill . . ."



So said Spike Milligan, whose epitaph has just been voted top in a recent poll of famous last words.

I might say the same myself at the moment as I am back on anti-biotics as my chest isn't at all good, and feeling bushed as I only slept for 2 hours last night.  Sigh.

Anyway, hopefully I'll soon be back to normal.  Meanwhile, another photo from Tretower Court - the wild flower meadow.


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  1. Kath19 May 2012 at 12:42

    urgh, poor you. You must be feeling quite drained with it all. get well soon x

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  2. Dragonfly Dreams19 May 2012 at 12:43

    Oh no! DO get better soon!

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  3. Bovey Belle19 May 2012 at 13:45

    Thanks to you both (and thanks to Thelma too, I'll get back to you tomorrow). I have now learned that the moment I feel myself going downhill is the moment I park myself in the Doctors surgery. Not a moment later. Yesterday my chest felt like someone had filled my lungs with golfballs and chicken soup. NOT good . . .

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  4. Terra 19 May 2012 at 15:05

    Oh dear one, take care. I hope you are already feeling better and getting some good sleep.

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  5. ChrisJ22 May 2012 at 00:10

    My husband must have been reading your blog (I really don't think he reads any blogs except mine, under pressure) But he just told me that Spike Milligan epitaph today.

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  6. Rowan27 May 2012 at 04:36

    This post was done a week ago so I hope you are feeling much better now.

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