The end is nigh

The night before last, Gerald choked in his sleep and it was the scariest thing ever, partly because we were fast asleep and it was pitch black. I was running around in the dark trying to switch the light on, fortunately Gerald started to breathe again otherwise it could have turned nasty, but we were both a bit shocked by the experience, so was Coco who took ages to get back on the bed with us again.
Anyway yesterday I took advantage of the sunny weather and spent the most part of the morning in the garden, there is a hope of spring in the air now. My mum is off to Madeira in a couple of weeks , I hope it is alright thereafter all those landslides.
Someone was talking the other day of those people who used to walk around with sandwich boards that said "The end of the world is nigh", you never see them anymore, is that because we are close now to the end? With all the natural disasters and global unrest it seems that way, the prophecies are coming true.
Gotta go, just burnt my hot cross buns on the toaster!!