Sick as dogs. Me and the Princess. We returned from Ireland on Monday (more details to follow when I am in the whole of my health) with rotten colds – and what a fun trip that was. Today we both got dressed which was a big improvement on yesterday. On Monday night I said to my loving husband “isn’t it great that I’m sick too, that way I can stay home and mind her”. Please don’t point out the obvious flaw in this reasoning. I’ve spotted it myself since. Pending our return to good health and more entries, I attach a copy of the Christmas greeting sent by the Glam Potter which is so fab that everyone deserves to see it.
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on 05 January 2005 at 21:11
lovely to see you back – guten besserung….or something like that 
on 06 January 2005 at 15:21
Bobble,pog, Hjb, thanks for the sympathy. Princess FT, I will be able to investigate this theory as Mr. Waffle has now joined us in snuffling misery. Beth, you’re right, you are just jealous, though I have an inkling how you feel, I got a Christmas round robbin thingy from a Scottish friend who’s married to a Frenchman and living in Paris saying that they would never move away until the rest of the world gave ten weeks paid holidays a year. Wantonly provocative.
