Sunday, March 16, 2008

Saturday...

...was lost in a blur. You have amazing dreams when you have a high temperature. At one point, I wrapped myself in a duvet on the sofa and watched a video of The Sound of Music. Most cheering. But then when I went back to bed, I found myself responding to endless requests from editors wanting me to work faster and faster, while the von Trapp children danced endlessly round Mother's new vacuum cleaner...

5 comments:

Anonymous said...

Push the liquids and take some Advil or Tylenol. Perhaps you need an antibiotic.
The sleep is doing you good. Hope you feel better soon Auntie.

Anonymous said...

You are ill.
Lemon, honey and whisky makes a nice cocktail.
Don't take too many aspirins before seeing a doctor, in case you mask something serious.

Anonymous said...

How did you watch a video if you don't have a TV?

Anonymous said...

Oh anonymous..get a life!

Anonymous said...

As a Scotsman, I'm all for whisky. As a modern, intelligent man, I'm all for medicine. But why has no one suggested 1 Peter 2:24 which says:

"He himself bore our sins on the tree, so that we might die to sins and live for righteousnes; by His stripes you were healed.”

Got it?

James