When you are feeling distinctly under the weather, one of the worst ways to be woken up must be to have the phone ring and have the Mrs say “I need your credit card number to pay £120 to get the car un-clamped”.
Great start to yesterday.
After that I had to lay a laminate floor in the girl’s bedroom, with frequent stops to cough, and generally feel sorry for myself. I’m now regretting it a bit. Its great that her bedroom now looks almost civilised, but my leg muscles are all tight and painful today.
Its like a sneak preview of old age as I take the stairs slowly, one at a time, and have to be very careful sitting down and gettnig up again. If thats what old age is going to be like my plan to not live that long is looking more attractive.
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