Reasons to be cheerful . . . 1, 2, 3, 4

Wow what a busy few days. Non stop. I'm so tired I'll probably fall asleep way before I update . . . but I'll try. I didn't get my head crushed by the X-ray machine. I did panic a little as I had my head sort of clamped in position while the machine spun 360 degrees round my head. My imagination does me no favours. I saw my Dr. who booked me in for blood tests on hormone levels and thyroid function to see if there's a good reason for me feeling like I'm about to spontaneously internally combust ten times a day. She reassured me that my lungs will withstand a general anaesthetic. Whether my nerves will is another matter. As I left the Dr's I had a phone call from a friend to see if I was interested in doing four or five loads of washing for £40? Sounded (too) good to me . . . might have known with it being a male estimation . . . twelve loads of washing later! Still a good £30 profit after electric, wash tabs & softener though.
Arrived at prison today with Hamper G, her uncle (her dad's brother) and his son (2) and realised we had only £1 cash between us. One of the highlights of a visit for the prisoner is to eat loads of "treats" that they rarely get otherwise, Chicken wings, samosas, chocolates, crisps, jaffa cakes, biscuits, coke, coffee . . .  I went to the canteen with my £1 voucher that I'd bought on the way in (you can buy between £1-£15) and asked if I could get a coffee and mars bar for a pound. Yes, exactly a pound. One of the prisoners (gold teeth) working the canteen took pity and put two extra choc bars on the tray. Nice . . .  An extravagant visitor who was just leaving brought his tray back to the canteen hatch still half laden with unopened chocolate bars, crisps, cartons of juice, jaffa cakes, bottled water and mini cheddars and said to Gold teeth   . . "You might as well have this back mate, I bought a bit more than we needed". Gold teeth goes "Chuck it all on her tray!" . . .  Brilliant. I was just about to go back to our table and another leaving visitor asks me "Are you here for a couple of hours?"  "Yeah"  "Have this then, I put £15 on this voucher and have only spent £6 so there's still £9 on it!!" . . . Unbelievable!!  They were well chuffed when I got back to the table. We proper "pigged out". Hamper G's Dad was looking well and we had a right good laugh. I'm officially starting Christmas tomorrow. I'm actually looking forward to it all (at the minute). Seems the more effort I put in, the greater the reward. What better incentive to make some more effort? It can't be this simple.