“Come on. Don’t die on me now. You were looking all right yesterday”. I was deeply touched by Jane’s remarks in the Breakfast Room, aka the Garden Control Tower, as I entered Day 8 of my convalescence, sitting there in the corner in my dressing gown and slippers. Then I realised that she was talkingContinue reading “Blog 110. Just Don’t Make Me Laugh.”
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