I Still Have A Voice.

 I found that I had to give myself a talking to this morning. I got to thinking while eating my breakfast how I hadn't heard my own voice in over two weeks. I didn't even realise this until now. I think this is because I'm always thinking about things like what I'm going to write about in my diary and it seems like I am talking but in reality I'm not. Anyway I got to thinking that I needed to hear my voice again so I shut myself in the bathroom and read a sentence from the book I'm reading. Thankfully I do still have a voice. The reason for undertaking the experiment in the bathroom was that it's enclosed, so more sound proof, although it was four in the morning so I'm doubtful that anyone was around. Also, with it having no windows I could light my book up with my phone which is something I daren't risk in the bedroom because of the window. 

 I've had no luck in tracking down Mrs Scott. I think my biggest problem is the wifi, or to be more precise, the lack of it. I'm to far out on a limb where I am. When I did my school work the laptop had to be connected by a cable and that was a lot closer to the main part of the house than I am now and even that could work properly with wifi. I've had no more response to the emails I sent out, that doesn't mean to say I won't, its not a good time of year to be looking for work in hospitality, especially up here. 

I am pleased to be able to say that I am now free of ailments. I no longer have my arm bandaged up and thankfully it all works as it should. My cold has gone apart from the occasional little cough and my forehead and finger, which were never a problem anyway are all better. So as far as fitness goes I'm all set for moving on from here.