The rain was back today with no sign of letting up and I was still feeling yucky. This means there’s been no exercise again. It’s a bit of a worry because, even though I’ve not eaten much, I’m afraid the scales might be unkind tomorrow.
My granddaughters are coming round later. It’s Ashleigh’s birthday tomorrow. I hope she likes her present and that little Bea doesn’t steal the show. Bea is like a whirling dervish while Ashleigh is quiet and calm so the tiny terror can overpower her even though she’s only four.