House of pain, house of horrors! You would think it a flash motel except for the dinging sounds of ward bells, chatter in the hallways and needles (Ugh! I have always hated them and I dont like them now either!) Tea was rather nice and hubby commented "Least you don't have to wash up" "Thanks Darls" I said in a mocking sort of way - so he is going to treat himself to a counter lunch at the pub (half his bloody luck) any way poor man has to go home to an 'empty house', I said "Think of the upside, now you get to pull ALL the blankets off my side of the bed and wrap your self up in a cocoon and not have me digging at your ribs whinning "I am bloody freezing over here!".........He nodded and grinned and said "yeh, but with you not there it wont be as much fun". Love his cottong socks! x x x