Please excuse me this week... lots to be getting on with.
‘Good’, says my dear friend, Jill, when I tell her that Storm Ciara means the Llanelli Half Marathon has been postponed. ‘My guardian angel is working overtime!’. Jill’s guardian angel has indeed been very busy looking after her and her loved ones lately, so I’m impressed that she’s squeezed in a few extra hours to whip up a storm which will give me another four weeks to recover from my accident before I race. Bit tough on everyone else being battered by strong winds, of course, but yes, part of me is relieved. Llanelli’s one of my favourite races so I was reluctant to pull out, but a bit daunted by the prospect of running 13.1 miles just at the moment. My ribs have stopped clicking at last, but I’m afraid to sneeze without holding tight to the damaged area. So far as getting back to normal goes, my chipped front tooth has been repaired and most of my traumatised teeth have survived a ‘vitality test’ with electric pulp testing … which I have to say doesn’t half make you jump....
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Good luck with all you have to do.x
I'm thinking: suppose the mouse had his foot stuck, what would he be saying?
Lego!!!! Boom boom!
Look forward to your return.
Jeanne
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That photo is so funny ... can you believe that I have never had the opportunity to play with legos? My generation was way before legos appeared on the scene, and then I missed them anew by not having children.
Somehow, I think that they must be great fun to experiment with. Perhaps, when I do finally retire, and find some spare time, I'll have that opportunity.
Best wishes. xo