Flamingo-go-go-going gone...

Broken.

Me, not the flamingo.

She's called Lucinda. I got given her last night. I love her.

Got up around noon. Ate lots of carbs. Tried to watch a film on Netflix but our internet was being extra crap today, so we ended up watching one of the kids Christmas dvds- the new Jungle Book. It was good. Christopher Walken and Bill Murray especially.

Tea, more carbs, a lot of sighing, a couple of episodes of Backstrom, but again, it kept stopping, so we hobbled our way to the end, and gave up around 9.30 and headed to bed.


Ahhh, the joys of the day after the night before.