It is just like a war zone around our house - one would think that when money is short fireworks would be the last thing on the list but not around here where hundreds of pounds worth have gone up in smoke since about 5 o'clock this evening. Not from me as I am still feeling a little fragile after a bad dose of swine flu - OK not swine flu, just a cold but the rest of the family took off to a bonfire party and had their share of hot chocolate and toffee apples etc., They all came home soaked to the skin so the dear old washing machine had to snap to attention at 10.30pm: jeans, tops, socks and hats are now festooned around the kitchen.
Cold or not I am going for a swim in the morning - my mother always used to tell us to move around a lot when we had a cold as the exercise was good for it and it has taken me all these years to realise that she just did not want us all decorating the sofas feeling sorry for ourselves.
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