I’m sitting down with a nice glass of our Biddenden wine, that we'd bought in Kent, and watching last night’s Celebrity Traitors. My calves are a bit sore because I’ve exercised today for the first proper time since Friday last. Before today I was seriously contemplating getting the woodbines that it sounded like I’d been… Continue reading Coughing My Guts Out, and Awards
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