Good morning all from Glasgow, where it is 10 degrees C.
I have lost my earlier post, because I was trying to type on my tablet, with my swollen, claw like hand. Now the other hand is also very painful.
A case of Déjà vu: This is what forced me into early retirement 10 years ago.
All I ask, is for one day of respite.
I have heard from Susan, she sends her best wishes to all. Life is problematic, health wise for her, but she hopes to be back soon.
Bella, it sounds as if you have had a lovely time. Thank goodness, GN took down the photo quickly.
Years of training teachers in internet safety and safeguarding, have made me very vigilant. Sadly, some posters think it is a fuss about nothing
However, it is so easily done, I too have mistakenly done this.
As for trying to get in the wrong car, I did the same at the doctor's the other day. DH was sitting waiting in the car, while I failed to get into the car behind. He just sat there laughing.
I couldn't understand why he wasn't in the car! 😂
He offered to wash the cars yesterday, in order to get some fresh air. It took him hours, because people kept passing by and chatting. He hardly speaks to anyone from one day to the next, I was so pleased he was interracting.
However..... my job was to clean the interiors, but when I got into my car, I could hardly see out of the windscreen, it was covered in a filthy, greasy, brown film. It wasn't like that before he washed it! 😡
Of course, he denied all responsibilty!
I don't know if I have previously mentioned, that I have little or no voice, it's a permanent thing, related to my RA. and causing all sorts of problems for me.
Last night on my way back from Mass, I decided to stop off for Indian takeaway, because I couldn't face cooking.
I placed my order, but was shocked at the cost. However, since I haven't done this for ages, I thought that must be correct.
Sitting thinking about it, I heard a man ordering a similar meal, but it was ten pounds cheaper.
I was just about to query it, when the takeaway delivery driver arrived and asked if I was OK. He used to be our school janitor.
It turned out, that due to my lack of voice, the waitress didn't hear me asking for a set meal for two.
What a carry on!
They were unable to return my payment by card, so it took three of them to work out, how much to give me back in cash. 😁
PS, my permanent hoarseness, is the cause of DH's permanent deafness. 
Safe journey, Ash.
GM, it's always good to hear affirmation about ourselves. Working as a volunteer, one can sometimes feel unappreciated.
I had hoped to potter in the garden, but wont't be able to do much, it is too painful.
I may run to LIDL for more choc mint ice lollies, I have become addicted to them unfortunately DH has too!!! A simple pleasure.
I wish you all a Buona Domenica!, it sounds so much better than, Have a good Sunday.