Me, that is... telling everyone else what to do and being so severely anaemic that the doctor told me he didn't want me to fly (that would be 14hrs next Thursday!) and I have to go in tomorrow to see what they can do. Serves me bloody right. Why don't we ever learn Anhata?? We know it's doing us no earthly good to skip them, and after a week or two of enthusiasm we let them slide all over again. We'd nag our husbands into taking tablets, but who nags us every day??

no, no point nagging me from here because it has never ever helped. My Dad has had seriously bad news about two colleagues this week (very short term prognosis in both cases) and he is having a biopsy done on a mole tomorrow so I don't think he's feeling very chirpy.

I'm going to have a hot bubbly bath and read for a while... I'll probably still be up when DH arrives home at nearly midnight.

I nominate Jana to be on Sergeant Major duty because she seems more lively than anyone else at the moment. Maybe sending everyone to see their doctor at the same time was a bad thing for morale!!

Kerri.