Something of a red letter day today as Jamie arrived at nursery for the last ever time. For some, this would be a sad moment - but have you seen the cost of nursery fees these days? Bugger that, I've never been more thrilled.
But that's where the good news stops as I currently have a face like a chewed bap.
My age-old tooth abscess problems have resurfaced and my mouth is killing me. Following a dental visit yesterday afternoon, I'm now on anti-biotics, ibuprofen, codeine and paracetamol - with a dash of clove oil thrown in. And some whiskey tonight. And maybe some Guinness. And some wine.
It's always wise to take your medicine, especially on a Friday.
