Hello all, and sending good wishes.
Things I hate.
Going to the hairdressers.
Going to the opticians to choose new glasses.
Why I hate them.
Because both involve looking at oneself in a mirror.
Why I feel sorry for DH.
Because although the periods spent looking in a mirror at the opticians or hairdressers are (thankfully) limited, the poor sod chap has to face that across the table every damn day!
Struggling with estrangement from 2 adult children and dont know where to go from here.
Farage, Reform, their plans, why bother?





