Monday 3rd February 2025
Dear Diary,
Just popping in to reassure you that all is well, well, not well-well, as I’m currently unwell and in the grip of a major snot fest (aka a heavy cold.)
I thought it would be nice to open a new page for a new month, and also celebrate the end of the longest month in the year. January has at least five thousand days in it, if not more, and getting to the end of it feels like an achievement.
I didn’t actually intend scribbling tripe in you today, but my head is so stuffed with cold germs I couldn’t do what I set out to do, which is writing a bit more of my Bits/Bobs memoir. My gobshite tendencies have been well and truly suppressed. Colds play havoc with your ability to think straight, let alone write coherently. To be honest, B&B is turning into a bit of a blockbuster and I can’t decide if it’s actually too long.
Anyway, I feel a nose blowing session coming on, and possibly a hacking cough interlude, so I’ll break off now. I’ll be back, though, when I feel better. I might even spill more on the ski drama.
I’ll sign off by sending good vibes and get well wishes to anyone else struggling with colds, and other ailments.
Ciao for now, peeps.
Dear Diary,
Just popping in to reassure you that all is well, well, not well-well, as I’m currently unwell and in the grip of a major snot fest (aka a heavy cold.)
I thought it would be nice to open a new page for a new month, and also celebrate the end of the longest month in the year. January has at least five thousand days in it, if not more, and getting to the end of it feels like an achievement.
I didn’t actually intend scribbling tripe in you today, but my head is so stuffed with cold germs I couldn’t do what I set out to do, which is writing a bit more of my Bits/Bobs memoir. My gobshite tendencies have been well and truly suppressed. Colds play havoc with your ability to think straight, let alone write coherently. To be honest, B&B is turning into a bit of a blockbuster and I can’t decide if it’s actually too long.
Anyway, I feel a nose blowing session coming on, and possibly a hacking cough interlude, so I’ll break off now. I’ll be back, though, when I feel better. I might even spill more on the ski drama.
I’ll sign off by sending good vibes and get well wishes to anyone else struggling with colds, and other ailments.
Ciao for now, peeps.