Friday, May 03, 2013

The sound of gypsy violins in a tin of Ovaltine

My turn to be full of a cold. A tear-stained, snot-ridden idiot.

The Small Object of Desire gets home from work.
"How do you feel?"
"How do I look?"
"A bit grim."
"You're supposed to talk me up, make me feel better.
"You look fucking awful."

6 comments:

  1. It's reverse psychology she's using there.

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    1. No , she's just brutal. Except with cats. When she decides the cat's unwell she goes into full Florence Nightingale. Much to the disgust of the cat.

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  2. Same as our house then....only my chest hurts now. I am not sporting a very attractive look at the moment and I must be drugged up because it occured to me that I got my cold when I started your meme thing....some witchery jiggery pokery stuff going on through the ether there....oh I need more tissues......

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    1. You have my sympathy. This things been lurking in the background for about two weeks and has finally broken in time for bank holiday weekend.

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  3. So...what have you got ? Man Flu?

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    1. I don't know what it is but it's annoyed the hell out of me

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