I cometh from facebook where my status statements have been turning into mini blog posts.

I feel mumblings coming on, Bare with me.

Phoned two friends to come over and share a bottle of vino with me , but both are tired or otherwise engaged. So , I've had a wonderful soak in the tub , had chantarelle pasta and and on to my second glass of wine. I have stocked up with food and wine now so , life is good.

Woke up this morning with a thumping headache. I have no idea why. No alcohol yesterday at all. It disappeared an hour and two alvadon tablets later.

I have been dreaming intensively these past few nights. NOt always pleasant dreams either. In one dream , I am in a crowd of people fighting to get to an exit. In another dream, I am doing a reading for a guy and people keep coming into the room and disturbing us. I give him a tape recording of the session and tell him that this will have to do since I am not charging him for the session. He gets ready to leave , but it is pouring with rain, so I give him a shower cap to wear ( :)) :)) :)) ) he is only going next door to number 17.

*pauses to sip wine*

Earlier today I accompanied my son , The Prof, to the place where they issue Identities.( his had expired 2 years ago ) I had to prove that I was me and testify that he was/ still is my beloved son. The girl there took 3 or 4 photos with a special machine until we were all satisfied. I think she quite fancied him ;)

But before he arrived I spent ten minutes chatting to a Tunisian man who also happened to be at the number 47 bus stop. He told me that the man who has just stopped to talk to him was a professor ; Italian , Salvatore Cyotse ( or something like that ) a very learned , well educated man married to a wife who was half his age and kept having face lifts. He went on and on , so in ten minutes I'd heard the noble professore's life story ;)
And then my mobile rang , it was MY son The Prof who happened to be standing just a few feet away and had also been waiting for 10 minutes :))

Well that's about it ... I'm just about up to date. Did I tell you I stopped on the way back to pick up groceries .... and also to chat briefly to my neighbours on the balcony. The one that looks like Uncle Fester , due to injuries sustained while falling over drunk , one day last week is healing very nicely. Amazing the body's power to heal. The black eye is almost gone and the scar on his forehead is healed :)

I hope your Friday evening is most joyous and entertaining.
:wave: xxx's