I was beginning to think this challenge had been discontinued or worse, I’d missed it, but Joelle has just admitted she’d forgotten to post it for two months!
I’m not sick very often, but back in 1975, it was thought I had glandular fever and I was off work for five weeks.
The boyfriend was very good and came to visit every evening, but there were no snuggles and cuddles in case he caught whatever I had.
However, I got a craving for two things.
Despite a sore throat and sensation of swallowing broken glass, the only thing I was able to keep down was gingernut biscuits. Mum was buying them by the box.
The second was jigsaw puzzles, and I completed the biggest I’d ever attempted, which was 3000 pieces. When it was finished, it was put under the bed, but never got round to being framed.