He Didn't Cry.... Happy New Year

It seems a long time since the last post, even though it's only a few days really (well 8 days to be exact).  He didn't cry at all, maybe because he's getting older, maybe because he's getting more used to saying goodbye, maybe because he cares less.... who knows?  The IPhone 6s certainly helped!

It was on to England and the lurgey.  Mum was ill when we arrived. By the time we left, Dad, my bro's and respective partners and myself had it.  The first sober New Year's Eve I've had since 2005 when I was pregnant.  I didn't even make it till midnight.  I'm still in the full throws of flu with a high temperature, blowing hot and cold and my nose is so sore from all the blowing I've done.  I've not felt this ill in years.  It was good for my bank account and waistline whilst I was there and I didn't have one hangover, although it feels like I have a permanent one at the moment.  First day back at work, still blowing hot and cold, hitting the ground running and loads to do.  The only way is up from the start to 2017. I'm exhausted but glad to be home.  I miss my bed and Doha, our life here is good!

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