OK, I have had enough of this wretched sinus infection. It is clearly NOT going to clear up without a little medical assistance. After having a good peak flow reading before bed, I was then downstairs at 4 a.m. with my lungs struggling for air. I was trying to stay awake beyond 8 p.m. last night too, despite watching the excellent Lucy Worsley and her Victorian Murder Club. I just made it to 8.30 p.m. When I phoned the Surgery, I was so croaky once more.
I was reading this yesterday. She is apparently working on several new books (go Alice) so I will see what I can order at the Library.
Bless you lady. Whoever donated the colourful canal scene, had carefully put the border in a separate bag to the middle pieces. Made a big difference to getting started and I am really enjoying doing it.
Meanwhile, we have Storm Goretti heading our way, and our part of Wales is in an Amber warning area. Gales are supposed to be up to 60-70 mph (eek) and anything up to 20 cm of snow. I imagine the snow drifts will be something else with gales that strong. Shades of "the Blizzard in the West" of 1891, when whole trains were buried on the tracks for days on end. That must have been a pretty bad winter all told, as up to 60 cm of snow fell in Kent in December, and 40 cm in Ipswich, and 30 cm in Crowborough, Sussex. Cornwall had 45 cm.
(Eden notes: 220 people dead; 65 ships foundered in the English Channel; 6000 sheep perished; countless trees uprooted; 14 trains stranded in Devon alone.) Although the West Country was the worst affected, southern England, the Midlands, and south Wales also suffered.
So, once I've been to the GP and Boots the Chemist, it will be curtains pulled and snuggle up indoors. The Storm is due to hit from teatime onwards - 9 a.m. tomorrow morning. I hope we don't lose power . . . I will make sure I fill my new Thermos with boiling water for a hotty botty and tea.
