At this point, I am practically bathing in these two natural delights.

Don’t worry, this isn’t a ‘poor me’ post – quite the opposite in fact, well almost. I have been trying lately to post a poem for Fridays but this week wasn’t entirely conducive to poetry writing so I thought I’d do a quick ‘Hail raw garlic and honey’ type of post.

Can you tell I’m starting to feel better?!

My supply of pickled garlic is nearly finished but I think I’ll be making more at the weekend. Most of this week has been spent wandering round the house like a zombie in-between bouts of sleeping on the sofa but today, all that changed, almost and I put the change down to the large amounts of garlic and honey I have consumed.

I am pleased to announce I am feeling a lot better, not back to usual but the extreme tiredness has been replaced with a type of vertigo I seem to get after I’ve been ill. Nothing major, just that ‘on a ship on rough seas’ sort of feeling, bumping into walls and grabbing onto furniture! Despite that however, I did manage to do the grocery shopping, post a parcel, walk the dog, make a dinner and get half the house cleaned so I take that as a good sign.

I must admit though, I wasn’t feeling great in the Post Office – not helped by the guy in front of me talking away about how much it would cost to send this here and that there. On and on and on he went. In fact, I had taken to holding onto their parcel counter thing they have so I wouldn’t fall over, he was there that long and the other teller was busy with a family getting their passports organised. This guy had apparently just finished his first book and was sending copies to family and friends abroad – all of them if the length of time he was there was anything to go by.

“Ooh, what’s it about?”, asks the teller.

‘Don’t bloody ask him’, thinks I. Apparently my mental beams I was trying to use to push him out the door weren’t strong enough so their conversation continued.

“Well it’s a thriller”, he says.

“Wow, what happens?” questions the teller all wide eyed and smiley – I know he has seen me and my patience and stability are both wearing thin by now.

“There’s this guy and he……….blah blah blah blah”.

In my head, I hear “WHO CARES? YOU’VE POSTED YOUR STUFF NOW GET OUT BEFORE I FALL OVER”.

Instead however, he makes a dramatic sweep around the room apologising to his audience the waiting customers and finally leaves. It’s no exaggeration to say I was ready to boot him up the rear end on his way past. Normally I would have been a little more supportive, I mean he has just published his first book and I only have one chapter stored somewhere on my laptop but even so, can’t they tell when people are ill?!

Apparently not.

I am hoping to be fully restored by Easter Sunday so I can indulge a little in chocolately goodness. Apart from that it looks like this weekend will be full of catching up on housework and potting up my chilli plants. I’ve also to start yet another sourdough starter – yes, I killed another one but that’s a story for another day!