Every Monday is like a new beginning, and not only is it a new week, but a new month. Yay. Two years ago yesterday we had our near head-on car crash coming home from a quiz night. (White van men on the wrong side of the road) We’re still here to tell the tale, and both so thankful to be alive. Three years ago John’s system was actually closing down - in hospital the top half of his body was all white, and you could see the red of his blood on the lower half of his body. (Internal abcesses so we didn’t know what was wrong with him or how seriously ill he was until I drove him down to Stoke Mandeville for a routine checkup. If he hadn’t struggled to keep that appointment he could be dead. The local doctor - not the normal one - had said he had a urine infection, and all his symptoms were ‘normal’ for that.) So yes, I’m still here writing, and John’s stillin bed snoring.

I should write more about Olivia, but don’t know what to say really. I will try to take a picture from Skype. Fiona says she is doing everything well, e.g. feeding, burping, etc. But she’s NOCTURNAL. Well, I suppose they all are to start with. And she has a great pair of lungs apparently. When we saw her in hospital she was really sleepy and placid. When Alexander was born he had a bruised face, as he was a forceps delivery, and he cried quite a bit when he was moved. Olivia is so different. But at the same time she is the image of Aleander. Alexander is delighted with his little sister apparenntly, and knew the words ’sister’ and ‘Olivia’ more or less straight away. He keeps kissing her on the forehead, and saying aaah.

I must also put up some of Rachel’s wedding photos. They’re only just off my camera, and still in Raw format, so I need to convert them to jpgs. And delete a lot! I took so many.

Well, new month’s resolutions. They’re not new, I’m afraid, they’re the same old ones I always make. Pray more, better housewifery, eat less, exercise more. I am actually a bit more specific than this, and have started a (another!) blog recording how I am doing. Don’t think I’ll give details here. Last week I decided to drink 6 glasses of water a day, and get my feet up to scratch. I can only manage two glasses of water so far. I use a crystal glass and pop in a slice of lemon, but I still forget to drink it. I’m using up old foot products (should I say old products for feet) to get my heels smooth, and once the three tubes are used up I’ll buy one new one.

Oh and I went through my clothes last week. Just the tops and trousers, but not only those in the bedroom, but also those I store in the guest room. I’ve put the too tight ones and the winter ones away in the guestroom, and discovered clothes I forgot I had. So I’ve decided to take a bit more care of my appearance and wear different clothes, instead of bumming around in jeans and the same few tops.

Well, I’d better go. Monday is housework day, and I hope to sweep the garden paths this afternoon if I have any energy left. And this sounds contradictory, but I’ve decided to wear shorts around the house, as I would like my legs to be more tanned. But when I go out -Victoria Beckham. look out.

Bye all.