Cranberry seas & other mishaps
Having ME/cfs can have the effect of making one incredibly clumsy. Walking into door frames, dropping things is not unusual. And as you may have read in an earlier post, Colour for the mind & magnet brakes , I once crashed into a Cotoneaster on a rare scooter outing.
There’s nothing serious to report. Apart from the fact that the Christmas tree is still only half decorated, a week into its appearance in the living room. And, that on being woken by my hound, I managed to launch or rather relocate a full glass of chilled Cranberry juice across my bedroom floor.
My poor doggie took refuge from the sea on her bed. All she needed was a pea green boat! (Edward Lear.) That actually would have been quite a festive colour match.
Groggily mopped, the floor was eventually no longer sticky. With hound wondering why breakfast needed to be delayed.
That’s my news. It’s been very ‘…land of counterpane‘ (Robert Louis Stevenson) recently. The Cranberry sea was not exactly a highlight, but I am grateful for refreshments left for me by my husband. Although the everyday placement of same we may need to relocate!
Wherever you may be up to on your Christmas preparation, I wish you well. Free from Cranberry seas and other mishaps.
Penny ~ @hopefoundinme
I was considering adding a You tube link to a song by The Cranberries. Too much? (Chuckle.)