What am I doing?

Do I have to tell the truth?
Er, drinking a glass of Bolly and feeling a bit of a twerp, to be honest.

Here’s me – just about ready to down my first glass of champagne in over a week, while my good friend, Margaret – who returned from trekking in Nepal only to be struck down by the wretched flu as soon as she got back – recovered after a couple of days after taking the prescribed anti-virals.

So, why don’t you want to take the tablets, Susan?’ enquired my doctor patiently.

Stuck out my jaw. ‘Prefer to tough it out, thank you.’

‘Really…?’

(should have known from doc’s tone of voice that this would not be a pleasant experience – or over in a matter of hours)

So, there’s your choice ladies – You too can be a twerp like me, or a star like Margaret. What’s it to be?

Get those anti-virals down you NOW. The Ninja Carrot has spoken.

Listening to Kathleen Battle and Winton Marsalis, by the way – the perfect accompaniment to a good champagne. Ooh, and now the late, great Oscar Peterson playing Baubles, Bangles and Beads on his ‘must have been’ magic piano. Treat yourself, ladies.

And I’ve just finished my latest wip. Or, more accurately, finished my most recent draft of my latest wip- all done bar the Epilogue, which I’ll write tomorrow.

This one gives me the warm fuzzies – no shrieking or any of that carry on, just the type of Mills and Boon passion and romance that brought me here in the first place.

Love – I can never get enough of it.
Romance – never never say enough is enough.

Wishing you plenty of both
Love
Susanxxx