I really didn't want to wake up this morning. Listening to the dulcet and very boring tones of Nicky Campbell on the radio was sending me back to sleep, but hubby, who as usual was his helpful self, kicked me out of bed so that he could lay across it and I headed off to wake up under the shower.
Sometimes I wonder why we torture ourselves. Why we listen to things we clearly do not enjoy. that is not entirely true, I happen to like listening to Simon Mayo on my way home from work, just don't enjoy listening to Nicky Campbell in the morning and our radio is rather tempermental so changing stations is not an option. The radio itself tends to go into a major strop and refuse to play anything if you dare look at it in the wrong way. If you so much as touch a button all you will get for the next couple of days is crackling. No station can be found. So it is stuck on Radio 5.
In other news, Simon has Geography and French exams today, found English ok yesterday, not great but hopes to get his predicted grade, History was difficult but he thinks he managed ok. At the end of the day it isn't important what he needs he will manage and if he doesn't he can always retake if he wants
right enough of this waffling, there are things to do before I head off to work.
Have a good day everyone
Hugs xx
