First time out of the house in over 12 days. Had to get supplies from the supermarket.  Had to giggle, the lady at the checkout asked me if I was recovered yet. I must have looked a bit perplexed, thinking shit do I still look that bad *g* then she explained that my daughter had mentioned I was sick with pneumonia when she did the grocery shopping for me. Seems the lady recognised the hessian Tesco bags which I brought back from England with me. Said she knew those bags anywhere LOL

Still fed up with coughing my lungs up from my body. Back to work tomorrow, not sure how I'm going to cope - still feeling a bit like death warmed up but happy to be up and about and not bedridden.

testing

I have created a new *sekrit* identity - to hide out from friends who quite possibly  won't *get*  or understand my latest passion - well addiction really for boys messing about in cars and the *potential* for fun that brings :-)
So have gone undercover!