I've just had to stop my feverish Christmas crafting to tell you this, which incidentally is going badly. So badly. And it's the 13th December already (I never learn about starting early but then it usually does have a happy ending but the panic before you get there ..well!)
But, tomorrow night I will find myself without a needle in my hand but staring at 'my Chris' ..yes my brother Matthew finally managed to get us some tickets to see Coldplay after our blip a few months ago. This week's song I love is the song called Poppy fields from their new CD. What I'll do if they play it I don't know as it makes me cry every time. In fact in a strange way I'm a little reticent about going because I know I will feel rather overwhelmed about the whole thing. That is to put it mildly - but, as Matthew regularly tells me and his patients, I'll try to act as normal as possible.
Hmm.
