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Martini Moments… Now With Coughs Sneezes and Sniffles

1. Last century they put a man on the moon. Today they still can’t eradicate the common cold but they can produce anti viral tissues that Kill 99% of Cold and Flu viruses in the tissue before they spread.

2. With the body weakened, and nothing working to alleviate the myriad of aches and pains and the “i-want-to-die” feeling, it is also that a sign that the mind needs a rest. Pity there is no shutdown button to avoid nightmares when you’re trying to sleep.

3. When intangibles become tangible, it is time to celebrate achievements, no matter how little they may seem to you.

4. Naughty dreams and mild fevers should not mix. But they do, like cough medicine and Drambuie.

5. Lively accordéon music, free red wine from 10 am, cassoulet that has been simmering overnight, elegant scarves and stylish berets with accents that make you swoon… Happy Bastille Day/quatorze juillet to anyone indulging in a little French spirit as I am would have been had I been able to get out of bed.

The Olive in the Martini: I have been promising myself for some time that I would devote considerable effort to an important project but I have not been able to commit. Therefore I have decided to take a mini break from this blog and refocus my writing efforts elsewhere. This is not long-term. I like this space too much to be gone for long so I will return soon.

A less than fleeting dream, lasting moments of an eternity. A feel good sensation, a heart-warming emotion, a smile that screamed silent sentiments.

An enduring longing, leaving a bittersweet aftertaste in the daylight.

At some stage in the night I woke up from a dream, and in the dream I was in the process of building a house. Let me point out that I know nothing about building anything in my waking life, or it would seem, in my sleeping life either.

The house was all timber, as in there were no bricks. I was up to the bit where I had all the cladding on outside, had partially built half a roof, but them suddenly decided I needed to build a second story extension.

So I set about making the first beam and then I had that fast-forward thing where it was nearly finished. It even had furniture, a TV and ornaments in it - the only problem was that it had no stairs.

So I quickly decided a spiral staircase in the entry hall was required, and no sooner had I thought of it when I was standing on the top rung. I recall it was very rickety as I had only just installed it and it wasn’t secured properly to the floor of the second story.

At this point I looked around and as the staircase wobbled back and forth, so did the entire house. I realised that although it appeared to be almost complete and self supporting, I had actually not put a single nail in… anywhere. It was like a house of cards, all leaning against itself.

And there was I, standing on top of a shoddilly installed spiral staircase deliberately wobbling it…

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