A burst of ill-health caused me to miss Katerines birthday party yesterday, but I filched this birthday portrait from this mornings mail - thanks (I think) to John of Janet and - lovely pic. Seems I missed a delightful soiree, dammit.
Got up from my bed of pain this morning to see how I was - not good, is the short response - but clocked Erika dressed to storm the Bastille in the 8a8. She's open till 12.00 today, and I'm back to bed.
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