Since late last night I’ve been engaged - We plan to get married next summer. Twixt here and then I’ve things to do - Top of my list is visiting Spain.

The reason of course is Malachi Junior - His mother’s suggested I might like to see him. She’s even agreed - As long as I pay - To let me take him skiing.

Quite a coup from my point of view - I’m already praying for snow. Next weekend I’ll be surfing the net trying to book an hotel.

In other news I’m plagued by blain - Several are on my face. Chin and cheek - Very annoying! Everyone tells me it’s stress.

Probably true - The nightmares are back. Not a huge problem - I mostly survive. The only real danger’s when Hannah sleeps over - Then I lie awake all night.

In days of yore - Whilst thrashing and screaming - I once punched a friend in the face. Not my fault but so much guilt. I can’t let it happen again.

Finally - On a happier note - A guy from work’s invited me dancing. Polish Folk - Hence the Title - Naff but Apt the End ... x