The Dreaded Lurgy
Well it had to happen I suppose. After 20 months of lockdowns, isolating, masking and hand washing I still succumbed to the dreaded covid lurgy.
Well it had to happen I suppose. After 20 months of lockdowns, isolating, masking and hand washing I still succumbed to the dreaded covid lurgy.
But only if it’s on council land!
We can’t say we haven’t had our money’s worth out of the RAC who, over the last thirty years, have come to our rescue on an almost annual basis.
What Meghan did next: a tale of sour grapes?
I’ve never really considered where the cardboard boxes my online purchases are packed in came from.
It’s time to say goodbye to the skinny girl inside my head.
A night out around Barnsley with the girls was always eventful. Enjoy this little story, rescued from my lost blog.
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