I arrived home late last Monday night, tired, cranky, and even a little bit teary (over *emotional much)?
It was cold and wet and dark but as I checked the letterbox, there was an unexpected package inside. A beautiful floral tea towel from the Paris Flea Market.
Uhuh! The PARIS Flea Market.... in FRANCE
While Selina was off enjoying her holiday in Paris, she spotted this and thought I would love it (as of course I do).
There will be no sharp implements allowed anywhere near this tea towel. I'm going to get my brother to make me a stretcher frame in the right size, so that I can make it into a piece of wall art....
Oh, and the chocolate, well I'm sure you can work out the fate of that after a week at my place?
Thankyou so much Selina - you absolutely turned my day around (more than you know)!
*after a visit to the Specialist last week, he thinks that it's time to go forward with the pre-testing for a lung transplant to determine whether I can be added to the waiting list. I'm still absorbing the news..... but I have started a new blog..... because what else would I do at a time like this?
