I have spent the good part of the last two weeks sitting in various medicos' waiting rooms following which I have been prodded and poked, punctured, pricked and pictured. I have caught up with all the gossip magazines (and do not wish to see another one for at least six months).
As it has not been possible to give my body the makeover of which it apparently is in desperate need, I decided to makeover the courtyard instead. It was looking even more tired and desperate than me.
Isn't it amazing what a coat of paint can do.
If only it were that easy to give me a makeover.
Now we are ready for summer.
And, just because:
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