Am Back

Yes, am back. Back being operative word. Two weeks or so ago, I woke up, yawned, stretched, and PING! My Back Had Gone Again. It has been doing this intermittently since I ruptured a disc some years ago while heaving large plant pot across kitchen. Has been very painful, and have Been Laid Low. Rest seems only way to cure, so have been resting, which has become very boring. Luckily was able to watch tennis and world-cup, both of which unfortunately induce tension. Ingerland were abysmal last night, shall ceremoniously destroy alice-band with england flags attached, and bought in moment of supreme optimism, (prior to Back Going Again). I imagine that Andy Murray felt frisson of terror as realisation dawned he is once again Our Only Hope. He is playing later today, so am anticipating further tension, but shall try to remain philosophical.

Two continues to Be Cause of Concern. Is possibly Up To Something, may have to start separate Blog to Lift Veil of Secrecy. On other hand, may have Nipped His Activities in the Bud, by dint of confronting him about various suspicious activites. So will maintain Veil of Secrecy for time being.

Eldest daughter coming over from Paris with grandsons soon, so will be going down South to stay for a week, and then we all return up here for further week. Hope back completely better by then, as have to play football, tennis, What's the time Mr Wolf etc. with grandsons. Need to be fairly nimble for all of the above.

Two has been making ever more alarming noises in sleep. Sudden volcanic snortlings are not best thing in world for me, trying to lie still in one comfortable position as I am. Had to get up at 5.30 am yesterday due to repeated loud exhalations of 'Slobberdobberwhoosh, slobberdobberwhoosh', which is new variant on nocturnal vocalisations.