Um, I think that might be what contributed ti the grey colour, and the stuff I ate was gritty too...........
As my mum used to say - you have to eat a peck of dirt before you die
Is that what they call roughage.
I must be in a better mood this week as C woke me up about 5 this morning to tell me I was cold. The funny thing was I actually felt quite warm and snug, but sweet of her in a funny way I just assured her I was fine, and went back to sleep.
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