… late night last night – not returning home until 01:35 this morning – it was freezing cold up here and so I went straight to bed.
And I was up early too, for today we were doing the radio programmes.
This morning it was out to Marcillat-en-Combraille and the Radio Tartasse sessions.
Down to Liz and Terry’s for lunch and then Gerzat and the Radio Arverne sessions this afternoon. That involved the regular series of programmes followed by the Christmas Special.
Just as I predicted, we haven’t used half of it either. But that’s no big deal – it saves me a job for next year, doesn’t it?
And much to everyone’s surprise, including mine, everything today went off without a hitch. How often does that happen?
Back to drop off Liz a – something that naturally involves a coffee (followed by a slice of vegan ginger cake of course) and then I came back here.
And here I’m staying too, and the reason for that is simple. I’ve not been feeling to well for a couple of days and last night a heavy head cold erupted, hence one of the reasons why I had no sleep.
It now seems to have developed into a fully-blown man-flu and so that’s me up here in the attic for the duration.
I hope that I’ve cut enough wood to last me out.
