Back to work after 3 days.
Red car nearly took me out on the return to Job 1.
Queued in the Post Office for 25 minutes.
The woman behind me kept using word Funk every 5 minutes!
(Later I heard her asking nicely for the £7.50 in the account when she got finally got served)
Lots of people were banging their gums, huffing and puffing wating to be serviced.
Annual blood test after that fun.
My blood was being tight
(as normal)
Couldn't get any from my arm,
Next best thing on top of my hand....
(Oooo it hurt, and had to look away from having it done!)
What better after that....?
Coffee of course!
