the comfort of small things

(c) BRIDGEMAN; Supplied by The Public Catalogue Foundation

I’m day 11 of the lurgy. A friend confidently predicted that by Thursday I’d be feeling better. However I ventured out today to the supermarket lemons and coffee were running low. I made it back and felt wiped. So back to small comforts, filling a red tin teapot with lemon, ginger, syrup and hotwater, ill crafting  – a granny shawl made from one ball of sock yarn found under the bed, one bought on my last trip out to a lunch and another plain yellow ball found while ferreting about in a bag. I’ve watched all the free Midsomer Murders I can find on the iplayer. Now to find something suitably undemanding for this evening.

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