Writing group

It was fab! In spite of me getting there a bit late as I'd offered to pick someone up and I had an argument with sat nav over which way to go. We both got it wrong. Both she got it wronger than me!

There were eight of us there altogether although one had to leave early and another had to come late. We had great fun, lots of laughing, memories, and contributions. So exciting.

As a writing exercise to get us going I asked everyone to write about their childhood bedroom. Our pieces were all very different but each reminded one or more of us about things from our childhood. Like cold bedrooms, listening to Radio Luxembourg in bed, our books and toys.

Then we wrote about Christmas. Again lots of different ideas and styles. Mostly first drafts though some were good enough as they are.

And we ate brownies.

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I messaged the surgery this morning to ask about a repeat prescription for my nail infection. In response the doctor has said she has left a sample bottle in reception for me to collect nail clippings. My nail is so pathetic and bitten down it will take me a month to collect bits!

Oh, and I had an email from my MP in regard to my comments on the Assisted Dying Bill. It was a very non-committal reply.