Call a Paramedic!
Not feeling too great, but like the little soldier I am, I’m cracking on, taking Fay into school in a bit then off to Smethwick. I’m going in later today as I have a meeting at 1800hrs tonight.
I’ve also got to get a new formal type shirt for the Club end of season dinner and dance tomorrow night, I tried my weddings/interviews/funeral shirt on and it looks like a tent on me.
That’s good in a way, but I hate clothes shopping, such a ball ache. And that’s on top of my other aches!