It was 14 deg downstairs in the kitchen this morning, which would explain why all 4 cats were on my bed - the girls, one at my back (Lulu) and one laid on top of my ribs (Pippi). I am sat here wrapped in a summer quilt, with my small velvet-covered hotty botty stuffed down the front, waiting for the central heating to come up to speed. I slept well under my winter duvet last night and actually finally feel a little bit better today - sinuses feeling clearer and cough pretty well gone. My brain is nearly back in residence too. It would appear I had Adenovirus. In search of a change from Agatha Christie yesterday evening, I came across a drama set in Scotland called "Annika", who is a DI working in the Marine Homicide Unit. It is different in that Annika talks directly to the viewers on occasion, and has a good line in Scandinavian myth and history. I am really enjoying it and binge-watching it.
Danette has led me astray and shown me a long-handled border fork she was given for Christmas, and so I am going to give myself a treat today and go to the garden centre (I couldn't find the energy to go before Christmas). All their Christmas decorations will be much reduced too, but I shall try and resist them, especially as car tax is due this month, and the central heating boiler due a service.
So, we have arrived at the last day of 2025. I am much-travelled! A bit more planned for 2026, but much nearer to home. I can manage a flight from Bristol to Copenhagen (with Gabby as sidekick). That is going to be my birthday treat - checking out the Bog Bodies in the Museums, oh and the Gundrestrop cauldron and Rune stones :)
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