We have spent some of today playing hookey and visiting a friend for a reiki treatment each. We only had to stop by the side of the road once for me to almost be sick, which was nice.
Our friend (*waves, happily*) thinks that I am having a little girl and says she thinks she'll be born on 16th September. Predictions are no good unless you record them, so remember, and we'll wait and see.
Then we went to Sainsburys for lunch, I had scampi and chips and wasn't sick, we did some supermarket-type stocking-up against-our-principles-but-time-is-short shopping; went to Homebase and bought a pickaxe handle and a pot of red paint for one wall of the office and came home.
THEN, I was sick.