Hi,
Stupid cold. I met Aidan for lunch and she saw how sick I was and now she has said I need to be free from my cold for 21 days before she'll see me again. Hahahah. With a doctor's note, no less. Cheeky. But my cold is a mite bad - riding home last night was a slow process. Any exertion leads to a little bit of wheezing. Softly, softly.
Turns out Mum says I went on the Earnslaw when I was about 10 years old. Well, there you go. I have no memory of it whatsoever. Well, I guess it was a long time ago now. :-p
This morning is gorgeous here in Wellington. I had a lovely ride in. Slowly though, so as not to disturb chesty coughs. The boys seemed to be in a good mood when I left too.
Mike is presenting at tramping club tomorrow night. Come and see him! Toby and I will be there.
Have a wonderful day. Hope wherever you are is as nice as here.
Love,
Angela
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