And the lucky winner is

My goodness me I was hot, hot, hot in bed last night and no, all my fantasies of Eddie Izzard and Alan Rickman hadn't all come together at once, but it was where it was so humid last night.
For one scary moment I thought it was my much longed for glass of blush cider reacting with whatever traces of antibiotics were still in my system, but after talking to a few people later on in the morning, I found out it wasn't just me that woke up looking like a drowned rat.
Mind you if either Alan or Eddie had woken up next to me this morning, they would had fled from my bedroom at breakneck speed screaming!
I was not a pretty picture. My hair was a dried sticky mess on my hair from the combination of sweat and yesterday's hair mousse and my nightie and sheets still felt damp from where I had woken up drenched in the night.

After a much needed shower, Reni and myself went off to sell books outside the church again, but this time for their chosen charity.
I rather like sitting there and having a chat with everyone who passes by and we did do rather well again. 'Holiday reading' was how we were selling it. Sir Alan Sugar would have been proud of us.
We have a new batch to sell next time thanks to Julie, as she sorted out two large loads for us, so we hope to get another morning of fund raising in before the coffee mornings summer shutdown through August.
Reni really enjoys it and I feel as if I'm actually doing something worthwhile again.

I had my physio this afternoon and Hannah was trying to keep me calm by telling me that this appointment will probably just be a chat this time and no decisions made on the day, so I don't actually explode before I get to Papworth.
I'm trying hard to look on the negative side and that I might not hear what I want so desperately to hear. I have to look at it as whatever happens, well at least I will know where I stand and hey, I might actually get a holiday before the summer season is over for holidays and for me.
This way of thinking might not be the right way to face the outcome, but I won't be so disappointed if things don't work out for me.
As I have always said, I have to have plan A and plan B and even a plan C to carry on.

I had two of my old work friends Jan and Pat around for a meal tonight. Although one of them stopped working for ARU about 6 years ago after she went on to pastures new, but we have always kept in touch.
It was only a simple meal of wholemeal veggie flan and salad, but it was quite tasty and between us, we talked for England.
We giggled about how I had been coveting Jan's shoe boxes full of competition post cards and how I had all my friends hunting for postcards! She is the queen of competitions and has these amazing files of postcards in order to suit most of the competitions that we enter.
Some people may think we are quite anal, but I really enjoy being a 'comper' and wondering what I might win. After all I have already won a family holiday to Florida, which ok I couldn't go on as not being allowed to fly for more than four hours, but Oliver and Reni enjoyed it and last year I won a holiday for two to Cyprus, which I did of course go on. Not forgetting my £250 worth a wall cladding and a spa weekend just to name a few other prizes! Not laughing now folks are we!
If I'm feeling under the weather, it gives me something to do and if I can pass my winnings on to friends and family, it still gives me a buzz.

Well I'm off to try another glass of cider just to see if that makes me sweat, but it is very hot again tonight.

Lots of love Debbie x