( mostly medical whinge )
This afternoon I'm meant to be going for a brief forage with
pfy and making nettle soup, but I may wimp out of that if I'm still feeling like crap. Curling up in front of the fire and eating soft, easy food currently seems like a much better option.
Tomorrow is teaching, and heading for Tottenham to look after a very sweet cat; I'll be there until 19th March. I don't think I'm going to make it to the games night at the Pembury on Sunday night because by the time I've finished teaching the cat will have been on her own for quite some time, and will be hungry and stuff, poor dear. This is subject to change if I can move lessons around so that I finish earlier in the day and actually have a chance to go home AND to the Pembury (which is really not far from the place I'll be calling 'home' for the next week).
This afternoon I'm meant to be going for a brief forage with
Tomorrow is teaching, and heading for Tottenham to look after a very sweet cat; I'll be there until 19th March. I don't think I'm going to make it to the games night at the Pembury on Sunday night because by the time I've finished teaching the cat will have been on her own for quite some time, and will be hungry and stuff, poor dear. This is subject to change if I can move lessons around so that I finish earlier in the day and actually have a chance to go home AND to the Pembury (which is really not far from the place I'll be calling 'home' for the next week).