Hello, Happy New Year and if you are celebrating Christmas this weekend, Happy Christmas. I am truly sorry for my prolonged absence; I succumbed to the dreaded Covid-19 in September and although I was unwell for only days rather than weeks, it left me a few unwanted gifts when it departed. These included a distorted sense of smell, overwhelming tiredness and a lack of mental clarity. I have been woolly-headed for months due to a combination of this Covid gift and some new medication. I didn't read a book for two months, I just couldn't concentrate on the words on the page, and although I have been reading blogs, I haven't felt able to conjure the words to either comment or to write here. I didn't even have the energy to feel sad about that.
However, I feel much better now and intend to write here regularly. I have missed this little space. I am aware that blogging has largely fallen out of fashion but I have never been particularly fashionable (except for a while in the 1980s when I sported the most fabulous hair) so although I am tentatively dipping my toe into Instagram waters, this is my comfortable place. Thank you for sticking with me.
I'd like to finish by showing you a photo which my daughter sent me earlier this week, just because I can't bear to leave without showing you a picture. It was taken on the first really cold day of the year and shows her children wearing the mittens I knitted for them for Christmas. This bright little pop of colour has lifted my spirits all week and I hope it makes you smile too.
See you soon.
Love, Mrs Tiggywinkle x