I'm tired of being sick. I am now right-slap-bang in the middle of another headcold, my second one in three weeks. Grrrhhhhh!! I can't even expect to be spoiled for being ill because all my friends, my neighbours, strangers, have headcolds, too! It seems there are no healthy folk left in the whole of New Zealand to look after the sick. Curse you, winter!
J and I did manage to get in a swim, so that's officially one for June. Goodness knows when we will get any more in as a duo. Part of me thinks the swim was responsible for my second headcold because I was so freezing after the swim that I shivered for hours afterwards. J has since got in one swim by herself, at my insistance. Oh, I feel so ....down (where's a tissue, my nose is runny again?).
I sent J an email on my new Kindle Fire. It included the line, "I've come down with a sudden awful headcold". But predictive text beat me to the last word and the sentence instead read: "I've come down with a sudden awful grandchild"! Later, this had J in hysterics. She wondered how I'd suddenly acquired one.
Here's a pic of the main road in Miramar where I live.... Peter Jackson territory.
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