Ah dear biddy friends, I am here to bid you all a fond farewell!
I have the strangest orange pee I have ever seen, obviously I am terminally ill and will not last long. I have told Mr N my burial wishes and he wants a do-it-yourself cremation in back yard! (It's cheaper). I feel fine but have an ache in my lower back, tis obviously the end for poor ole netibird.
On the plus side, I made Mr N his favourite moroccan cous cous (I wasn't dying this afternoon) and I have eaten tuna rice with a dab of mayonnaise. It was quite delicious, now bathed and sitting in bed waiting for Eastenders. Have to be up at 6am your time to take pee to analysist clinic and have blood taken, where no doubt they will discover how ill I am and rush me to hospital on the mainland.
Failing that, I will have brekkie with Mr N, and have a normal day!