spoiled

So I was just sitting here with Susan (Pip) having a nice lunch and talking over our future plans (and making lists!) when Nog came in with today’s post … and a wee package for me!  I read the adorable postcard first that said “Something to protect your little tootsies from the nasty cold floor” … and saw it was from Linda (aka Beatrice). Oh! And I said to Susan that I was sure I’d seen these little slipper sock thingys before and she said – “yep, at Marks & Spencer in Gibraltar”. Ha!

Almost made me cry. Just, you know, the thoughtfulness that someone remembered how the cold floors hurt my bare feet when I first came back from the chemo infusion, and then popped these  in the post for me. And they’ve also got the eensy rubber pads on the bottom so I won’t slip around. Well, be assured that I’ll be wearing them a week Thursday, Linda. And thank you so much!

ps. Just finishing the Heal Your Own Back book and will be starting on Stephen Fry tonight.