Hello Hello all. Hope everyone is quite cheery today.....I've just come in from sitting in the garden. Enforced idleness, having turned quite gently on one foot and reduced myself to tears due to such incredible pain. Old ankle injury decided to floor me ...... it felt like it was broken. 2 hours later and lots of ice and me snivelling, it is strapped up and I am mobile again (well I was sitting down in the sunshine in the garden). What is life without one's feet working properly? Answer: absabluddy impossible!
Hope you have some proper help and ideas to pursue the BT Bastidly Scammers, soop. I have to say your call to arms over the steamed blackberry sponge was a trifle unladylike for you. (Although if dear Doodle heard that, she'd probably have a smart comment at the ready - let nobody mention the Argy!) I could almost picture you with your elbows out, repelling anyone from reaching the pud first!!! ? An 'every woman for herself' moment? Tiny bit naughty, but shows you haven't been wasting your time; all those exercises, leapfrogging, cartwheeling etc., whilst Mr Soop patiently deals with the phone problem, have paid off. You are fit for anything again. All you need to do is persuade/bribe Grannysyb to keep sending in the pud!! We'll fight you for it.
Soooooo relieved about that sofa, Hellogirl. Almost as much as you are, I would guess. Hope it gives years and years of sitting down pleasure. Have a lovely afternoon peeps, you all deserve it. x (And always remember to Stay Safe, please.)