Did you miss me? I know, I know, only with the first shot right? We've had a terrible virus here. No, it's not what you think, it wasn't me, and it wasn't hubby, and there was no medicine involved.

Wednesday night I tried to log on to the blog and nothing happened. "Oy,I shouted to hubby, nothings happening" "Oh don't start he said" and then realised I was talking about the computer. "Right, he said scratching, (I've told him about it and it's not pretty.) "What have you done this time?" Me? I said. Nothing! "Yeah" he said, indiscriminately pushing buttons were ya? "Get in here, I yelled, my public need me! I know, delusions of grandeur, but someone has to have them.

So anyhoo. The computer was toast, dead, nada, nothing, niente. It wasn't working and it had picked up a virus. I put cream on. I massaged, I talked to it gently. Nothing worked.

It has taken Hubby until today to fix it.

So here is a quick precis of the week so far.

Wednesday. Computer went T*ts up!!

Thursday. Hubby caught me sleeping on the couch and sucked my toe on the way past (eugh) I kicked off literally, but we don't expect there to be a permanent scar. What? he said, isn't that supposed to be sexy? No, I said, I can't bear people messing with my feet, and bloody Sarah Ferguson has a lot to answer for if you ask me?

Friday. Hubby went missing for an hour and a half, while walking to the off License. A journey that usually takes 20 minutes on foot. In the end I was worried (well he had the dawg with him and I love that dawg).
Eventually I set off to look for him and told No. 1 son to phone if he turned up. I was almost at the Off license when the phone went, it was Hubby. Hi, he said, sounding upbeat, happy and frankly a bit pissed (as in drunk) where are ya. Looking for you darling I said between gritted teeth. Oh he said, I'm home now. What took you so long I asked. Oh he said, we wandered here and there. Oh did you? I said, and did you wander into the new pub that has opened at the bottom of the road? Well, he said, not on purpose (?) Some people wanted to fuss the dawg. Yeah, Yeah, and they forced you into a chair and bought you a pint? That's right he said. He does talk some b*llocks sometimes but you have to laugh.

Saturday. We took a drive into the lovely shropshire countryside and walked dawg, and then went into one of the upmarket towns to have a wander. I went into a Charity shop to look at a coat I fancied. What do you think? I asked Hubby, You look like a gorilla with a perm he said. Ye Gods man, I said, let me try the coat on first, it might improve me.

So that was my week. How was yours?.......................