Rusks

Straight back in at the deep end today, but it has flown past. Oooop North to a Hospital Mortuary in the Fog and then 2 Funerals to do, plus dressing and preparing etc,

I managed a 30 minute blow last night, but it felt as though my chops belonged to someone else. Nicely lulled into a false sense of security by a few glasses of wobbly juice, I asked the Band if I could try a new bone solo on Sunday!!!!! I must be mad, as it goes quite high, but I seem to be a glutton for punishment with challenges.

A work mates mum is very ill in Hospital. He was astounded therefore, when a nurse came up and said 'Don't get too close, I have a streaming cold'!!!!!!!!!!!!!! My mate is like me and he had some severe words to say to her.

Not heard from my old house yet. I enclosed a photo of my Dad holding me as a baby in the back garden.
There I am...Bald, Wrinkly and with poopy pants???
God!!! I haven't changed a bit!!!!!!!!