I still cant talk about the surgery Im about to have without feeling tearful and overwhelmed
Ive got an appointment for some counselling which may or may not help
My hair is growing back
but not on the top of my head, just around the sides
I had no lessons today so I invigilated an exam. Some kids were larking about, kicking each others chairs so I bollocked them, hissing �you need to take this seriously!� in an authoritative way
On the way back to my seat at the front of the room, I slipped up on the shiny floor, did a big arm-waving stagger and heard 90-odd children stifle snorts of absolute hilarity.
L is gigging at the weekend and I get to guest for him, with some new songs. I haven�t gigged with him since January.
I think I have a cold coming as Ive been sneezing all day. My voice sounds thin and scratchy.
I was having a little cry on my bed yesterday and L was cuddling me. It was quite a nice little intimate moment and those have been a bit few and far between of late. Then somebody knocked on the front door
It was SLAVEBOY who has been conspicuous by his absence for so long that I have started the last two texts I sent him with the words �Oi! Pimpernel!�. And he brought cake and stayed for ages gossiping with me and made the TV room smell of fancy aftershave!
The chemo drugs made my mouth really sore and I haven�t been able to face whisky for quite a while. Ive had to switch to drinking sherry instead
Im way too poor to buy decent sherry so Ive been drinking �Fortified British Wine� from Lidl at three quid a bottle
Drinking fortified British Wine makes me feel like Vera Paige. If you don�t know who Vera Paige is, you need to listen to this:
Ive played it about fifty times since I started typing this and its made me laugh every single time. (Overseas listeners may need a translator!)
I managed to score a night away in a hotel for L�s 50th birthday in a few weeks time. It�s the honeymoon suite of a hotel we used to stay in years ago when he was touring and we did a lot of guitar shows (and where I once memorably pulled the headboard clean off the wall!.....Dont ask!). If I remember right, it has a sunken bath. There are lots of things to do in the area that L can take countless photographs of. It�ll be a nice surprise for him, I think
All the picturesque photo-opportunity places are closed for the Jubi-fucking-lee or, worse, are holding �special events� (also for the Jubilee) which appear to be neither �special� nor what I�d call �events�. Im having to think slightly further afield � anyone ever been to Peterborough Cathedral? It looks the kind of place a person could take photos of, huh?
Just had a series of texts from Shagnasty, asking about my treatment. They were nice, kind texts. The last one ended �Good girl. Well done, keep it up xx�
Ive just had another little cry. I think it was the text. You know you�re proper sick when even your ex-husband is being sweet.