Calling all fairy godmothers

And I'm back to square one with my hair colour... yep I am grey again. Don't ask me how, as I've used this colour before and it looked lovely then, this time the white has soaked up the ash blonde and the stubborn gold in my hair has remained gold. Before I washed it for the second time, I looked darker than I did before I started dyeing it again and it looks as if I had the smokers stain running through the front. Where did I put my son's house keys so I can nick his bobble hat!

At least it was the most beautiful of days today with blue skies and real warmth on your face. Of course there are those who didn't have my mother as a mum, with her warnings of 'Never cast a clout till May is out!' Some of those devil-may-care folk who were out in the sunshine today had casted off most of their clouts right down to strappy t-shirts, which I do think was going a wee bit too far, especially on little children.
Driving home from Maldon where I have my Wednesday physio session, was glorious.
I passed little tiny lambs in the fields, may blossom bursting out in the hedgerows and random daffidols popping up everywhere. Hmmm perhaps it's not the month of May that we have to worry about, but the flowering tree?

Everywhere looked lovely, apart from on the physio couch where I was bringing up lots of nasties again.
I think I should have been a bat, as I spend half my week hanging upside down on physio couches, although bats are an endangered species so they don't have some one whacking the life out of them!
It seems that the new inhaler that my specialist decided to try on me, isn't agreeing with me, as I'm feeling a bit on the tight side across my chest and have a really sore dry cough with it. So it was agreed after a deliberation on the phone to other physios and respiratory nurses, to stop that one asap.

I'm feeling rather sleepy again as although I dropped off to sleep quickly last night, I woke up about 2.30am and couldn't get back to sleep again. My feet were so hot and itchy and I had that horrible restless leg syndrome, so I got up and read for about an hour while my feet hung outside the side of the bed cooling down.
I'm a bit worried a bit mother as well, as she looked very tired and pale today, plus she was complaining that her arm kept nipping. I do hope she isn't about to have a stroke or something.
Just as her back and under tummy have started healing nicely, we have another problem on the horizon.
I wonder if there are any fairy godmothers around that could wave their magic wand and let us both have a week of being fit and healthy for a change?

Lots of love Debbie x