Good morning from Glasgow, where I have no idea of the weather. I have been sleeping beside a windmill called Dollie, all night and am afraid to move, in case I waken her.
Her parents had told her she was a big girl now and she was to let gran sleep in her own bed. ☹
However, when it came to bed time, she discovered that she had left her beloved Pooh at home in error and she was sobbing her heart out.
Nothing would soothe her, then I remembered that we had another Pooh somewhere in a bag of toys in the garage. After much rummaging, in the dark, in my pyjamas, I eventually found him.
I don't think Dollie was quite convinced when I said that this (rather well fed Pooh) was her ( rather thin and worn) Pooh's twin brother. 😉
I said I would lie with her until she fell asleep, but she wouldn't let me out of her sight. The death of my son's friend, whom she called, Auntie M, has affected her very badly?😢
I have been clinging on to the edge of the bed all night! How can such a wee girl take up so much space.🤣
What a dreadful few days you have all had, Oops, I hope things will improve from now on. Poor Miss Oops has certainly been through the mill.
Our concert last night was even better than anticipated. There were three soloists with amazing voices and the acoustics in the Abbey greatly enhanced the performance.
However, we were unable to go for a meal afterwards with DS and DIL, because Babydoll has been unwell all weekend 😪 and they wanted home.
We ended up in McDonald's with Dollie it suited me, because I was feeling the effects of my treatment and had felt nauseous all day. I was so relieved to get back home.
I need to get up and make pancakes for Dollie's breakfast and get her ready for school. I'm hoping I may get in to the garden later, unless something gets in the way.
Have a pleasant day folks, whatever your plans.