It's been a funny old day, culminating in - yet again - having trouble sleeping. I blame the full moon; I always have a problem with sleep when it appears. Had a lovely weekend, with a smashing party from which I eventually retired at about 0100. There were about 50 people there, many of whom I didn't know, so it was an excellent chance to meet them. There were long tables underneath gazebos with wine and food in plentiful supply. AND an amazing cocktail to start with. Liz - you are a star.
I've got friends arriving tomorrow and then my sister comes down on Thursday, which will be great - staying until Saturday. I've been re reading this blog and realising how important it has been to me - some of the entries have been quite depressing, like those in Sep/Oct last year - but I'm very glad I've written it. Well - off to bed again, in the hopes that I'll eventually drop off. Comments are closed.
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AuthorI spent 16 years in the RAF defending the Free World , then got bunged out unceremoniously for being bipolar. I and was subsequently diagnosed with PTSD. Funny old world, isn't it? Archives
August 2015
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