It was with a little bit of shock that I woke the other morning and found my world spinning round.
Poxy vertigo attack . . I've not had one for ages but it's back.
Turn to my right, look up . . Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo . . try not to fall over.
Anyhow, having coped with for as long as I did I yesterday started Operation Don't Move Your Head To The Right, a catchy title if there ever was one.
Sleeping now has a one way sign attached to it, turn over the wrong way and I'll really wish I hadn't.
In fact I really need to find someone to prop up one side of the bed, that would stop me turning that way. Perhaps one day !
As it is, I'm currently trying to take up the old carpet as it's being replaced tomorrow. This has been done but I'm left with a load of staples I need to pull up . . I seem to spend all my time on my knees in this house !! 
In the meantime . . Uno, dos, tres, catorce
