Cabin fever
Apart from my trips to the hospital and going out to the local Turkish restaurant last night (our friend Franco insisted on taking us out as it was his last night in London before flying home today), I haven't left home in over a week!
I worked from home today (Adrian didn't want me to travel to the office unless he was coming with me and I didn't want him to waste the day: my body had the final word as my bruised ankle swelled up).
I may be almost a prisoner but there's no reason not to let my mind escape and fly over the Channel to gai Paris, ne c'est pas?
I worked from home today (Adrian didn't want me to travel to the office unless he was coming with me and I didn't want him to waste the day: my body had the final word as my bruised ankle swelled up).
I may be almost a prisoner but there's no reason not to let my mind escape and fly over the Channel to gai Paris, ne c'est pas?