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May. 7th, 2012
[P]oor Charles could not realise that a woman may very well like a man to kiss her and make love to her for a week or two, and yet shrink in horror from a lifetime with him.
Susan French, Strictly Private (1954)
Susan French, Strictly Private (1954)
100 things blogging challenge: 21
May. 7th, 2012 05:58 pm
The 100 things blogging challenge.
Once upon a time there was a sad and lonely haystack.
The sad and lonely haystack was all alone in the middle of a big field.
One day a painter named Claude came to the field.
He said 'Hello haystack! Wanna be in pictures?'
Yesterday I had a particularly acute and severe migraine attack, for no apparent reason that strikes me. Possibly the changeable weather, possibly the wine with lunch, but nothing that really seems to account for it.
It actually cleared up quicker than they sometimes do (although v nasty in a diversity of ways while it lasted), but I am still having that wambly and vaguely out of it feeling that I used to have in the aftermath of an attack before I got (relatively) effective medication, over a day later.
We are back at home and I have done the washing, making bread, etc things that need doing, but am feeling 'is there anything else I am supposed to be doing?' and not coming up with any response except a vague anxiety that maybe there is.