It's getting late

It's getting late and I am tired and a little grumpy!

Why am I grumpy? Well, my glass of red wine I have looked forward to all day is still in its glass waiting for me to drink it. It's been there since 5.30 (yes early doors!).

It all started to go wrong when i rang the gp surgery just to see if my Mr Ccould be squeezed in between half 5 and 6. Squeezed in! I happened to mention chest pains! Well that was it, ambulance, blue light and siren to hospital. There were various tests done on the way to hospital and I followed in the car. When I found him in a & e more tests and blood tests were done. It was going to take a while so I went back home to wait further news.

Back at home my wine was still waiting but unable to drink it so I could collect
Mr C later I watched over it and smelled it's fruity flavour and wondered how long it would be before I could drink it.

This might seem as if its all about the wine. Well it is!!

Only joking. I set off at 23.19 to collect
mr c who thankfully is fine. All tests for a dodgy heart are clear. Possibly all due to hiatus hernia which can have similar symptoms to heart problems.

We arrived home tired but well and I was able at last to drink my glass of wine.

Mrs Browns boys on telly, something to eat the night has been long and interesting. Our kind neighbours called to see if all ok. So all is well that ends well.

Good night.