Innit 'ot? I just don't do hot. With cold I'm fine. A few more layers of clothing and a wrap, nice hot soup and (keep this secret!) maybe have the heating on all day and cold is coped with. Hot is a different matter.
I was rather glad that I didn't have a service to take today as it meant I could take the trundle truck up to church for the eight o'clock service. Now church is comfortable. Cool. Quiet. Lovely.
Anyway, less of this moaning. I've had a pretty good week (with one ghastly exception) including a card making session at Mandy's. Here you go.
The ghastly exception couldn't have been much more ghastly. Auntie Hettie managed to fall out of her armchair while I was with her. My cousin and I spent six hours in A & E with her. She's got two really black eyes but no further injuries. Old ladies of 92 just don't bounce.