Hospital visit moreorless incidental, HBC's latest information like a buzzing fly I swatted away ~ something about inconclusive results & probably need an ultrasound. If it actually turns out that there's nothing wrong with me & I've been to hell, heaven & everywhere midway in my mind this past month for no reason at all, I may give up on non-violence.
Home via the Indian Spice Shop (after the spectacular success of instant Upma mix, I'm going to try Bisibele Bhat, Khichra & Pilau); Diwali for London's finest dosa & prompt service; Muji (you can never have too many passport sized notebooks).
This blog is a week old & I'm learning all the time. If any of the features/layout don't work for you, dear reader, or are more bane than blessing, please let me know. Just click 'comment' & I'll see your comment before anyone else does, & indeed, no-one else has to if you'd rather, just say so.
Signed up for some other blog-related service today; log-in page asked 'Interests?', I nearly wrote, 'Living with Cancer', but it sounded too dire, so I shortened it to 'Living'.
Art on the Underground poster: "If you don't like your life, you can change it". I love the beauty, simplicity & optimism.
Boiling hot today. Thanks JB for paper fan, which I attribute to you, even if you can't remember giving it to me.
Actually, if I am entirely fine, then they've done me a huge favour: what a life-changing wake-up call.
Re-instated window cleaner I'd sacked a decade ago, in a fit of self-sufficiency & newly installed easily operable double-glazing. Reckon I need all the help on offer these days.
4 comments:
Bloody hell, I remember the window cleaner! Was it that long ago?
what's a GG then?
Gardening Girl, silly.
actually, think it was 'generous gardeners', or possibly gorgeous, all gone hazy now.
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