A humorous look at bodily ills and daily woes, and tips from someone who has suffered everything from arthritis to athlete's foot.
Saturday, 13 February 2010
Not seeing my daughter AGAIN!
I am in tears. My daughter, who I haven't seen for 3 years, is just 20 miles away at her boyfriend's and I have been banned from seeing her because the only way of getting to the village is by car, which means Mr G would have to drive me, and neither of them want to catch his virus. He knew his friends and their kids all had it. Why, oh why did he have to go and see them? God knows when I'll ever get to see her again. Getting to see her in Devon is almost impossible for a non-driver like me. Not only that, but you have to book her up weeks in advance and anything can go wrong, such as wretched signal failures, or my ulcer, and I have lost account of the amount of cash I have wasted on train tickets for trips that couldn't happen at the last minute. I am sooooo depressed.