On Wednesday I had a rather spectacular acccident, I fell head first down a flight of stairs at work. I landed on my head and I have to say the sound of connection of head to concrete was about as scary as it can be, horrid. I was taken to hospital by brilliant ambulance staff and was treated by the Royal London Minor injuries staff... thank god for the NHS. Lets remember what it would be like without these dedicated,hard pressed,understaff,underfunded people.
I will not be applying for a stunt woman role anytime soon.
Mick was at home to look after me today. Thank God, because Super Squirell made a spectacular appreance in the garden. He his HUGE, and so funny, he was hanging up side down on the bird table trying to get the fat balls. Merlot barked and he was off doing his 007 impression - he jumped on to my neighbours roof and then he literally threw himself across a wide gap on to a tree - he FLEW. He makes me so happy. Mick says that he saw a very fat robin which pleased us both...... we both reflect on our last years experience with the robin babies.
Long live animals. Love Granny
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