The Angels

.....well, the girls!

We were exercised, massaged, walked and lunched in the lap of luxury. The wind was biting, but "The Girls" managed to keep their chins up none the less. It's a hard life, but someone's gotta do it.

I had a wonderful upper back and neck massage, which helped relaxed the muscles that were making my headache worse. I could cope with that treatment, if only it was on the nhs.

A late afternoon return to Ally's arms and an inspection of the Claudette developments. He's been a busy boy and she is looking camper than ever. We have a fridge and the beginings of a toilet cubicle, a bed, a cupboard, who knows what we'll have next weekend. A sauna?

I live in hope. (That's a state of hysterical optimism.)