We should be in Devon now. But my throat is so sore I didn't want to risk passing it on to anyone and I wouldn't have been to avoid hugging and kissing and cuddling the grandbabies so it was better to stay away.
But it was a glorious day today and, to cheer me up, Husband suggested we drive out to Rhossilli and have tea and cakes. I hesitated replying long enough to have a hot Lemsip and then we went. Husband denied that he had suggested having cake insisting he'd only offered tea and that I'd heard what I wanted to hear. But I know him better than that. He wouldn't go somewhere and just have tea. Very nice cake it was too.
The sun was already low in the sky by the time we got there giving the hills this red hue.
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Oh I'm SO jealous - not of your sore throat, but of you getting to drive to Rhossili! Thank you SO much again for taking us there. It was one of the highlights of my trip! Do get better...I had to resist hugs at Xmas because I was sick but at least I got to see them all and watch them open their prezzies. :D
get well soon. i got a pussing throat too
Sorry re poorliness; envious re cakefullness; very sad re grandchildrenlessness xx
I thought Red Huw was a commie in Plaid Cymru ;-)
Did someone say cake?
I'm sure I'll be better soon, leslie, thank you.
You get well soon too, gledwood.
I'll survive, shirl!
Ha ha, Stu.
You're welcome, nick.
Oh no! Not the sore throat! That's never good, and most especially not when it means you can't see the grandbabies! I hope you feel better soon.
The tea and cakes in such a beautiful spot sound nice though!
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