I’m still quite well.
My temperature is normal, and I haven’t got a cough.
I haven’t had anything to eat yet, so I don’t know about my sense of taste and smell.
But so far, it looks as though I didn’t meet the Virus when I was out on my bike ride.
It’s definitely breakfast time now.
RRRRING RRRRING RRRRING
Oh, that’s the phone.
I’ll try out my new triangle beater now.
I think after my little break, my tone is rather improved.
But talking to Bimbo reminded me that I haven’t spoken to my cousin Peter for a long time, or thanked him for the nice postcard he sent me.
I’d better phone him.
That doesn’t sound very likely to me.
But it’s a nice idea, and I expect the thought of it is cheering Peter up.
It’s true.
I hadn’t guessed at Peter’s Tempest Shadow side.
So it must have been Jenny who saw me out on my bicycle.
So I did that, ready to lend it to people.
Oh bother, I never asked Jenny about the topic for the next Book Club meeting.
I’d better ring Ellie.
Some might think that my eyes are bigger than my stomach.
But as a matter of fact, I believe I could eat 16.9 pancakes, because I’m so hungry.
