Happy New Year everyone. I’m writing this on my iPhone, from my bed at Queen Elizabeth the Queen Mother hospital in Margate, where I’m beginning to go a little mad, and I haven’t been here 24 hours yet!
I’ve got a cellulitis attack in my leg, which buggered New Year right up. Pip thinks it was probably triggered by visiting TK Maxx.
I’m on Cheerful Cockerney Sparrows ward, which turns out to be the worst place to try to sleep in the whole of Kent. Ever spent a night next to a man yelling Bert every 30 seconds?
[...] My Mum and Dad stayed for a few days en route to the continent for their annual expedition. Mum & Lucy came with us to the new Turner Contemporary Gallery in Margate, and to the slightly older Shell Grotto. A much better Margate experience than my last one! [...]