Mr Smith went away to the sea without me where he had a very blustery time. I stayed behind and tried to figure out some very complicated instructions for a patchwork quilt. V tricky. I also developed my cough into something truly irritating. It hurts.
Walked a hundred miles today as was trying to show off to WLR friend. Now I ache and the cough hacks on; it is just mildly annoying.
I might die. There again I have a new house to buy, and some parking vouchers to get tomorrow. So maybe I will postpone my end. It's just this damned cough. Either it or Mr Smith might kill me; I do hope not.
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