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January 11, 2008


puir wee thing !

I do hope that you feel better by the time you read this.

I've had a terrible cold, too, caught from my daughter rather than my husband. Music, especially that you make yourself, is a balm for the soul. Hope you're feeling much better soon.

Beth, I hope you are almost fully recovered, for it seems to me that if you are able to play the piano, you must be getting better. Helps having a loving nurse too.

Oh dear. Sorry, got to laugh. I puzzled for ages about what a particular method of laundry had to do with matrimony. I blame it on the (hand-wash only, do not bleach) wool obsession. Please show us your socks when you feel better which will be soon, I hope.

When we get sick it is a challenge not get cross or pathetic,isn't it? Hope you're feeling a lot better. The weather here is heavenly beutiful.

We finally got rid of the cold we both caught on the same morning. "Pour le meilleur et pour le pire", they say. ;-) Hope you feel better soon.


Hope you're on the mend now. Getting better can be a really cherishable time. There does seem to have been a very special deep magic in what you've written here this year so far, and the pictures too. Riches indeed!

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