Good morning all from a very sunny Glasgow. I feel like a half shut knife after another disturbed night. The hacking cough is back again, it is so debilitating. I spent part of the night downstairs, trying not to wake DH.
Much to my delight, (and embarrassment, who would admit to that?
) I have discovered a new Chinese medical drama, to pass those long hours. At this rate, I will fluent in Mandarin.
Ash, I'm so glad you managed to speak to a GP yesterday and good luck with your MRI. My way of coping with these procedures is to count back in a foreign language. During the last one, the radiographer thought I was unconscious, I was concentrating so hard. I know, I'm rather mad! ?
Yesterday's five hour lunch was a delight, I drank a whole bottle of Nosecco, wonderful stuff as I remained totally sober. I can't speak for the others.?
We shed a few tears for the sixth member of our gang, who sadly died a few years ago. She was the most beautiful and elegant woman, I have ever met, who made us laugh so much with her unconscious humour. Her husband was a senior airline captain, who used to joke that he wasn't safe around me, wearing his uniform. I do love a man in uniform! The more stripes, the better! I am indeed a husky! 
I will love you and leave you all, I need to go to Sainsbury's, while its quiet, for more strawberry tart pastry cases and a wee wander!
A special mention and prayers for Grannyactivist's wee granddaughter in NZ, who is in ICU.
Wishing you all the best of days.