And that is am, not pm. Last night I thought I had a sore throat developing. At 3.20 am when Gingernut woke me as is his want I definitely had a head cold. At 11am the Dream Doors team arrived to measure up the kitchen, but by the time they left I was coming down quickly, shivering and a thick head. Worse still there's hardly any food in the house so to feed a cold I had chips with baked beans. I thought while Julie is away at Halsway I could get a few jobs done. As it's turned out I lay on the sofa watching black and white movies before turning in at 8pm absolutely shattered.
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