Ow!

I am sat with the laptop on my knees looking out of the back doors at the very fine snow and watching Toby kissing the characters of the night garden on the tv. Very sweet.

We pottered about and drank tea this morning, I have prepped all my teaching stuff for next week and have also organised a young lady to actually do the dancing for me as I have PGP.

PGP stands for Pelvic Girdle Pain and equals not very much fun. I am aware of the pain in the mornings but by the time tea time rolls round I generally am ready to climb into a hot bath and soak. Sitting hurts, standing hurts, lying down hurts. The worst thing is probably doing the washing up - I am not sure why this should be but it is.

Not fun.