In Sickness and in Health

As I type I’m sipping a max strength anti flu drink, blackcurrant flavour, too many nights on limonchello at Garda (fellow shoe folks will know what I’m talking about) means I struggle with lemon based beverages. In my household sickness is only allowed for a designated 24 hour period, when you have a kid/ work for yourself it’s just not really allowed. Truth is I just have a really bad cold but for the purposes of sympathy I’m calling it a touch of man flu. My Mum was from the school of ‘if you aren’t dead or have a limb hanging off then you are not really justified to having sympathy bestowed on you’. She once zipped my back into my tutu when I was about 7 I explained it was hurting but she insisted I was fussing, every time I raised my arms I felt a sharp pain but in true ballerina style danced through the pain, it was only afterwards that she admitted what she’d accidently done (Gawd bless her!)... I have inherited her lack of bedside manner.

Anyway life goes on, I’m currently sporting a red moustache from too much nose blowing and watery eyes, I think I scared the poor check out assistant at Tesco’s (other supermarkets are available). Things aren’t helped by the fact that we have some work being done on the house and the bathroom is pretty much out of action...I dream about soaking in a hot bath or rejuvenating under a steaming shower. The little ‘un told me yesterday that my face looked messy I thought that was a very accurate description. Luckily thanks to the freelance projects I have at the moment I am able to work from home tucked up in my pj’s. Tomorrow I’m venturing out to purchase a much needed new i Mac, and hopefully some Spring Summer wardrobe finery to make me feel better. I’m feeling some colour flood combos, some 70’s floral finery and lil’ bit more leopard print. I love ‘what I call’ an occasional jacket and if only I could get a job designing Whistles footwear I might not always be so brassic from buying their blazers! Footwear wise it’s got to be wedges, great with tights (woolly or otherwise) some much needed height to elongate the frame (hiding the post Chrimbo paunch).

To all fellow snotties I wish you well and hope that you make a speedy recovery. Spring is a coming...- maybe?

xx