… so simple this morning about raising myself from the dead. The alarms went off as usual at 06:00, 06:17 and 06:19, but I didn’t see the light of day until 07:45. One of those days, I’m afraid.

I had managed to go off on my travels somewhere too. Something to do with wild horses and chasing them trough a paper-covered archway. The idea was that the first horse through would burst the paper and the rest would rush through, but it seems that the paper didn’t burst the way that it should and the following horse ended up being stuck in the paper and the archway somehow and was galloping around the field still enveloped in the wreckage.

We also had a very slow start to the day. I know that I’ve been feeling not quite like it for the last few days but today was pretty dismal and I couldn’t summon up the energy to do very much.

It went on like this until lunchtime. And even my hummus and salad sandwiches did little to relieve the doom and gloom of the procedures. I really must pull myself together somehow.

This afternoon wasn’t all this much better but I did manage to wrap the Christmas present that I had bought the other day. And then I hit the streets, first calling at LeClerc where I bought another present that I had forgotten. Luckily there were some Charity people doing present-wrapping so they did the business on my behalf.

Back into Caliburn and off to Roncey and Liz and Terry’s. I’d been invited to a pre-Christmas meal and Strawberry Moose had come with me. He’d packed his suitcase, being invited to pass Christmas in the UK with his friends.

I handed over the presents and then we had a meal. Liz had cooked a beautiful, wicked chili meal which was delicious, and this was followed by home-made mince pies.

There was a surprise afterwards. Even though she is very busy these days, Liz had made me a Christmas Present, and when it’s Christmas you’ll all get to see it. Of course, I can’t open it until Christmas Day.

But shame as it is to say it, I had to come home early. I found myself falling asleep there and if I do that I won’t ever come home. I’m not as fit as I have been and I have to take care of myself.

It was a struggle to reach back home, but once I was here that was that. I wasn’t going anywhere else and now I’m off to bed. I’m going to have to push myself on over the next few days ready for my trip to Belgium on Friday.