I fell over in the middle of town today.
yes, I made a twat out of myself but skidding on my oh-so-lovely-but-clearly-have-no-grip boots and hitting the deck while walking down a hilly part of town (Smith St if you know Guernsey) and three people ran over to me to ask if I was alright. How lovely! It made me feel very embarrased but also happy that they cared.
Also, in other news, my cat has started drinking out of the toilet bowl. Yes, I went into the bathroom last night to find a pair of back legs and a swishing tail protruding from the bowl and on further inspection discovered the rest of my cat having a good old drink down below. nice.
We are supposed to be flying across to Jersey this weekend. The flights are all paid for but my hubby still has chicken pox and probably shouldn't go. At the same time its a free trip and the shops are at least different from over here. Haven't decided what to do. Should probably stay and get the christmas tree sorted though if I'm honest.
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heyy!!! i saw the hubby on the news, hehe well done! (I'm slow to congratulate!!)
I hope the shingles is better now a bit, this weekend is the fet de noue! lots of food and things in the royal square! mmmmmmmm!
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