Medium migraine
- e.g, not bad enough to give up and lie
in bed – so at my desk. I don’t think working on a laptop is the best remedy,
but trying to get things sorted for the launch next week. When we were looking
through the Mass Obs Archives diaries a few weeks ago, I came across a woman
who started her diary with: ‘woke up and
checked my head...anyone who suffers with migraines will understand...’
Oddly, when I woke this morning I remembered today is
Lorraine Wicks birthday. I went to junior school with Lorraine Wicks and have
not seen her for over 35 years, so I don’t know why her birthday is so firmly
lodged in my memory. We used to play with our Sindy dolls together. She lived
in a crumbling Victorian house with high ceilings and drafty rooms which
smelt of dogs. I can never remember her parents being there, only her brother
who kept grass snakes in an aquarium.
Another odd thing this morning - I took Mabel down to
the beach for a walk, and found a coconut washed up on the beach (the real
unshaved sort), so brought it home.
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