I've had a cold, which to be honest had been bubbling since before Cornwall and the wedding.  I'd not let it out until last week and Friday was the worst day.  Was supposed to be going out with the girls and couldn't make it and also missed Kerry's birthday on Friday as I was tucked up in bed watching a dvd which Ran gave me called "Crimson Rivers" with Jean Reno.  It was very good.  I loved listening to him speaking French!

Here's a piccy.  Anyway, it made my coldy, achey evening pass much more comfortably.  Wasn't able to go into Mum and Pete's with the papers because of my cold so just handed them over on the threshold.  I don't think Pete would be able to cope with the extra coughing and snotty stuff.  Had a lovely afternoon at Chris and Tracy's though and saw Liz too, which was nice.  She went to the girls night out and I think if I'd gone I'd have been the only one with a partner of any length of time, so really, I don't think it was an issue, not going. Didn't do an extreme evening with the guys as was beginning to collapse.  Watched telly with Anna and then went to bed and straight to sleep.  Patsy didn't have a good sleep though.  It was either the hundred weight of Ameretti biscuits or the lentils (both, which I found lovely) it did upset his stomach though.  As a result he was a bit tetchy on Sunday morning and fell out with Sian because she said she'd give me a lift, but wanted to go round to chris & trancy's to pick up my car and then wanted to race off with her friends.  However, they kept delaying and it did get a bit frustrating and Pat was wondering why we hadn't gone.  I should have just got on my bike to be honest, but he ended up walking out and then Sian and me left pretty much 5 minutes afterwards.  It was a wasted argument and shouldn't have happened.  I don't think Sian is happy in her relationship and she definitely is projecting it badly.  Never mind.  Went for a drag down the beach once I'd located Pat and took a few photos of my groyne - Snort! Here's a piccy:- in the next blog space.