...so the undertaker said: "I wanted to change jobs and become a chimney sweeper, but I just couln't stop coffin!
With this joke, I'm telling you folks that I'm getting back into bed. The way we're both coughing here at home, Micke and me, I guess it's only for our own good to just rest.
Thank the goddess we did have enough energy to go shopping for toilet paper! Now that - and more tissue paper! - were sorely missed for 2 days... You should see my nose; it looks like it has had a bad acid peel.
|Drinking warm blackcurrant juice.|
It feels like it (and tea!) has been on the
"menu" now for far too long.