Aging is fantastic. My complexion is quite amazingly brilliant these days.
Admittedly, that is mainly because I can't see the blackheads etc without my glasses now and I never wear my glasses to look in a mirror. Also I no longer care about the middle age acne thing that keeps popping up, and is very definitely visible without my glasses on..
Sadly, glasses or not, I can see how papery the skin on the back of my hands is, and I can't type with my eyes shut, so there's no escaping that.
Anyway, I got out and planted the potatoes in the prepared ground (no imitaters LetUs
), then came back in and found that the computer had decided to to a 1.5 hour update, my laptop was throwing a wobbly, which took a similar amount of time to fix and is now also doing the mega-update. So that leaves me with my tablet-with-a-keyboard thingy, and god help us if that decides to update as well
So I have given up on the idea of trying to carry on working tonight and come to bed with the TWIK to blether online. DH is downstairs watching sport of some sort. I've no idea what.
Can you get Trading Standards involved Apricot? Or at least Vinnie... Bloody annoying though. Hurrah for the nice lunch though.
at *Badders revamping her upstairs ick re. hospital and fasting. 
I'm going to snuggle down in the hayloft now and think happy HBF thoughts, which my sobconscious (there's an appropriate typo for you!) will proceed to ignore.