Good morning all from a wet Glasgow.
Daughter eventually found her purse at 8pm last night. I spent the whole day worrying.
I wonder what disaster will befall her today. We never know what will happen next.
A pottering about day today, I'm hoping to get some hot cross buns made. Despite making them for over forty years, Thursday's were an absolute disaster! DH says I'm " losing my touch". I think the look on my face, stopped him from saying anymore!
I used to do it all instinctively, now I have to keep checking amounts.
Is this an age thing? ?
Gaga, I'm glad your ordeal is over. I had an op years ago to remove lateral roots, it was awful. I had bits of black thread from the stitches, hanging out of my mouth.
I had to phone the police, as we had an intruder in our back garden.
The officer was desperately trying not to look at my mouth, whilst taking my statement.
Have a good Saturday all.