Bronwyn took Sarah down to Rotorua for the weekend, to compensate for all the attention that Rachael's been getting. To compensate for that, she's taking Rachael out to Napier again next week. Normally I don't need to do a lot of cooking when Bronwyn's away. The assorted leftovers generally keep us going for a couple of nights. Our fridge has been playing up however, and keeps warming up and then cooling down again. There's only one company servicing fridges round here, and he's notorious for not turning up. So I've been putting bowls of ice and freezer packs in the fridge to cover the days when it decides to go warm. Might just grab a screwdriver and take a peek myself. After all, the dish washer and washing machine have been working fine for years ... after I fixed them!
Haven't been that well for a week or two. Swollen glands, tired, feeling sick (possibly due to the swollen glands). Doctor doesn't seem bothered by how **** I feel, but she's booking me in for a biopsy in case the glands don't go down. They fluctuate, but generally seem to be going down, and I'm feeling a lot stronger than I was.
Which is just as well, because we're into the parade season. Only one parade this year, and we'll do that on a truck. Plus four carol concerts, and a number of carolling gigs at various supermarkets. So no marching for once!
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