No reply from trade service direct as yet. I await with baited breath.
Actually, I await with flu-ridden, lurgy-laced breath. For I have found a new depth of flu-like pain to sink to and it’s not nice. I have spent the last 2 days at home on the sofa alternately wanting to die and coughing a loud, long, low hacking cough much akin to the death rattle of a thousand Vietnamese sailors.
I am back at work today but for a reason I am yet to fathom. I might actually keel over at my desk, or so it feels.
Anyway – look on the bright side – only another 6 working days til I’m off for 10 WHOLE DAYS! Wheeeee!
Look, here’s Archie, our Crimble tree! Isn’t he bonny? Crimble is hurtling towards us at a rate of some knots, it’s quite scary. I am all set, presents carefully researched, bought and wrapped as they have been for some weeks now – I am SO smug.
I do however have a couple of last minute secret santas at work that I need to get things made for, so I will have to do that tonite in between tidying up and trying not to slip into a Venos-induced coma.
A parcel of JOY arrived from America this afternoon from my cousin Anne in Cincinnati – 7 whole presents for me! I am so excited to open those.
Must go and cough up some more phlegm now 😦