Hammer House of Horrors and Pigeons

Another restless night... So bloody hot again, a sore throat and got my tubes caught around my neck a couple of times. Be just my luck to get an organ match only to strangle myself on my oxygen tubes before I can get to the hospital.

I'm not sure what's keeping me awake, the fear of having my heart and lungs cut out, which you've got to admit is 'Tales of the unexpected' and Hammer House of horrors movie stuff or the fear that I'm going to look like a fat git on my holiday, also Hammer House of horror stuff.
Either are huge reasons to panic as far as I'm concerned. I am scared and I am a vain git, not sure which in the lead of the panic stakes yet.

Found myself very nervous driving in today. So first I am frightened of strangling myself and now frightened of having a car accident. Every prat that didn't indicate going round a roundabout, I wanted to hurl abuse at. There's me trying hard to stay alive and them silly sods trying to cause accidents, because they don't know what the little stick is for on their steering wheel... oh bugger now I have road rage again!
I need a holiday so bad!

Saw the ultimate in optimism this morning. I had to drive around a pigeon who had decided to nest in a pot hole in the middle of the road on our village roundabout. What a brave, daft, but determined little thing. Didn't see it squished when I drove home thankfully, but it had moved home. Maybe I'm related to the pigeon as I've been told countless times that I'm daft as a brush and a bloody minded sod!

Lots of love Debbie x