No, not swine flu rather the worst bout of hayfever I have ever had. Quite how there can be so much pollen in central London I’m not sure but the majority of it seems to be zooming up my nose and in my eyes. It is entirely tiresome and not being able to breathe properly is rather energy sapping. I am really quite grumpy about the whole situation.
Hopefully I am still only allergic to birch pollen which means it will all be over soon.
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1. I spent the weekend with my family in our family home, all together there for the first time in years. Even though my claim to my bedroom was usurped by my sister and she beat me at Scrabble, it was a lovely weekend.
2. My sister had some news which involved a ring and her boyfriend. This was very exciting as I’ve spent much of the past couple of weeks speculating to myself about how lovely this would be.
3. Ordering a Cornish crab at this restaurant and being astounded at its size (the crab, not the restaurant). Unfortunately they only had one (three of us wanted them for lunch) which was a little irritating, but the beast was so huge there was plenty to share.
4. The London Marathon. I love watching it and being totally over-emotional by the stories and the achievements behind the effort and on the day. However, I am never inspired to actually do it myself. I know my limitations.
I am not given to rampant and unnecessary swearing but this is highly distressing.
At least in 2005 I had to wait to last 10 minutes of the last game of the end of the season before I sat blubbing.
1. My tulips have burst into life and are all full of pink frilly-ness.
2. Discovering new things about someone I have loved for a long time.
3. Reading lots of Dora The Explorer to small people (oi…Swiper no swiping!)
4. Being part of a jolly nice conspiracy.