Gah, can't bear it Herbs. Completely maddening. We visited friends for 'Sunday lunch' when dd was 7 or so, and the 'meal' was produced at 10pm.dd had passed out on the sofa and the hosts children were a ragbag of screaming dervishes. Haven't actually seen her since. Oh yes, her husband had also already decided to go to bed about 9pm. Which was nice.
Your time is valuable Herbs. Unthinking tw*ts.
Tummy settled nicely. Must have been the posh dinner we had for dh's birthday. My system probably didn't know what to make of the steak, given we mostly eat vegetarian as it's just easier to make food we both eat, rather than two dinners.
BD, health and safety is a bugger, and naturally a bit 'nothing to do with me' I always think. Fire checks, egress, access and emergency numbers?
MI sorry you've all had a bug. Hope dd is up to
today.
We are off to see palaces today. I am coughing from all the pollution this morning. The air is thick with moped fumes and paraffin heaters and BBQ smoke. Between that and motorbikes zooming past you in the narrow souk lanes, followed by a man with a donkey cart, a wizard on a bike swerving alarmingly , the smell of Jasmin oil and gas lamps, the hub bub of the call to prayer and dozens of languages, my head is alive with it all.
Leaving the job has been on the cards too long. I was sent something about setting up the rotas for April -June and I just thought: I can't do this any more. I am happy to have much less money and be well than give this one more second of my life. And dh agreed. So ner!
Just have to work out an extraction plan, and look at reality of money impact. 