It's so unfair - Robyn was going to give us a full Thanksgiving Day feast with all the trimmings. It's an American thing - I have no idea what it's all about.
Heck, it's not even American, it was definitely going to be a West Philadelphia thing.
Anyway I got so ill I can't eat and it's all got put off.
Poor old Robyn; miles away from home having to put up with someone who eats toast, drinks tea and beer and doesn't celebrate American holidays.
But I made it through this week so far and I have never felt pain like this before. And no wuss me - remember I had a broken ankle for a week thanks to St. Peter's hospital
Ouch!
If you must know I got bronchitis and then coughed so badly I put my back out. Every cough was agony - didn't sleep at all for four straight nights. Now I can only sleep in a chair.
I've still got plenty to be thankful for - mainly Robyn actually.
So, have a happy Thanksgiving Day!
Neil Harris
(a don't stop till you drop production)
Home: helpmesortoutstpeters.blogspot.com
Contact me: neilwithpromisestokeep@gmail.com
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