My kindest wishes and hopes for a Good Recovery, joe.
Don’t get me wrong, but I’d relish a shot at a vein, for you.
Family (still) here, so I must attend.
Soo xx
Surgical 1, Bay 2, Bed 1. That Sparrer will give you directions…
A further thought…
Are we in for another Fludde Week? This afternoon’s offering brought us to the interval - so what’s going to fill the next six episodes, which have to cover about twenty minutes?
I devoutly hope The Canterbury Tales may be deemed to be outside The Archers programme, joe.
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Would have been a perfect line for The Miller’s Tale…
Yes, but how are they going to get over the fact that everyone in Ambridge will know all about what happened in the second half a week before we’ve heard it?
Gawds, Joe
Don’t encourage them
Have managed to eat some bread & butter so that I could get the next lot of tablets down
Am sneezing for England & possibly Ireland too
Hey Ho
Liberates Medicinal Summat
Carinthia.xx
Kindest wishes, all.
I’ll bee off to bed.
Speak soon.
Soo xx
An assortment of Strange Beers for Joe.
And gin of course.
Gin fer Soo too
Carinthia.xx
joe, I have always maintained that a busy liver is a happy one.
Admittedly, I have few medical qualifications, but over a rackety sort of life I have done a fair bit of MO of the drinking classes ;- )
The cat is back in. He seems to expect me to rejoice about this quotidian fact and to submit gracefully to being chewed.
I am not Cat Biltong! I am a person!
And he says, in Cat, ‘a distinction without a working difference’. It came over a bit muffled as he had my fist in his maw at the time, mind.
joe, you want blood? I could do you a deal. Better, I could sell un-Jeoffrey to your hospital. I feel they could learn a lot from him.
Gus
Just keep believing you are not biltong
The cat knows the truth
Joe did the vampires find blud?
Or are they bringing the oil platforms in to drill for blud?
Gnurse tried in, er, vain a few minutes ago, then the wonderful Andreia from oncology arrived and hit a full seam in about five minutes. Apparently I have hidden depths, which largely serve to store my circulatory system.
Need a bit of rehydrating then.
yardarm
(actually alcohol is a vasodilator, so…)
Parcel today forra Joe has a large lump of coffee and walnut cake with buttercream icing
Sunday butties are me made rolls stuffed with smoked bacon and nice soft fried eggs
Packed in sparrer proof kevlar box with a nice flask with a litre of gin and a wee bottle of angoustura
I am sure that tonic is summat that can be acquired
Sparrer brekkie is the same as a Joe’s parcel
Gnursies have been advised as to proper care of tired wee birdies and have the drip stand ready to drape them on while carefully feeding the wee bird dainty morsels to get its strength back
Ho ho. Wot you want for kevlar is a nice sharp beak… it’s a good thing I’m honest.
Unlike Rob the Torch, it seems:
(Sorry about the quality, it was a poster on the Underground last night.)
“Bacon kills”, according to some food fascist.
I’m going to have to do something about this.
Life kills, with a ~95% mortality rate so far.
Feed them to the pigs?