Lactose free …

The good news is that both of us are felling better. I’m pretty certain mine’s all about milk. For those of you with v long memories, I’ve had low-level sinusitis for an eternity. With it comes fatigue. About three years ago, on recommendation from one of C’s girls (from when she was a housemistress) – who was a singer – I gave up milk. Apparently opera singers swear by a lactose-free diet as it reduces inflammation and fluid in their singing bits.

So I tried it and it seemed to work. More significant is that if I binged on milk, my chest seemed to get tighter when I ran and I seemed to feel tireder. Anyhow, since Tunisia (mid-Nov) I’ve been not that bothered by what I’ve eaten and over Christmas I just ate anything … lts of milk chocolate. And on Christmas day I didn’t want to get out of bed, nor Boxing Day. By the 27th I said ‘sod it’ and reverted to a strict lactose-free diet. My last blog was on the 3rd when I was just beginning to feel human … and by yesterday I was feeling right at rein (rain?). Could it be lactose? The doctors always come back to me and say ‘well, you know, if it works for you …’. There is no medical proof.

I’ll keep you in the picture, although for your own benefit there have been two articles on the BBC recently speaking out against milk. Humans are the only species who drink milk post-weaning, and we are the only species that drink someone else’s milk. What do I know? Or, indeed, them?

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mmm, wax those skis!

Good news is that I’ve waxed the skis. I thought it was going to be uber-tricky and that I would need Job’s help, but in the end I just rubbed the wax on and ironed it flat with an iron. Again, I’ll let you know how the whole edging and waxing has gone when we get to Chatel and our skis are stuck to the snow … or when we try to turn we end up in a drift.

Editing book five is keeping me up at night. Literally. I’m loving it. It’s funny, but until you’ve splurged down 130,000 words you don’t really understand how many words that is. It’s a lot. I’m reading stuff that I really don’t remember writing … and I’m loving it! I hope you do too. I now have five Beta readers who all want to read it prior to proofing. I should have that in their hands by the end of January. Let’s see how that goes.

And, for the record, we popped down to the south coast yesterday to see C’s (who is also, BTW, feeling better, but is not on a lactose-free diet) middle sister and returned via old friends of ours, John and Lou. I was at school with John and the four of us have known each other for as long as the four of us have known each other … if you get my drift. We’ve arranged to meet at a pub in a couple of weeks and plan a Doris trip to Brugge. Doesn’t that sound fun?

Anyhow … enough from me. I’m just going to spend an hour on Twitter trolling POTUS and hoping that the Democrats don’t cave in on his ridiculous notion of a wall between the US and Mexico.  Apparently ‘walls have always worked!’

Try telling that to a reunified Germany.

Idiot.