Dere Chatelaine, I have never doubted it to be other than a braw and bonny and sonsy and sprauncey wee bee, wiv Added Moral Fibre. Those of us that lack that last notice it in others, you see.
That and the buzzing, of course.
I have Sherlock on iPlayer and have broached the Tokay, oh dearie dearie us. Gussers is getting slightly slaughtered, gently and on very special sweet wine, in the late MiL’s crystal glasses. Well, glass singular at the moment, as I know where it is. Bets are off if I put it down and lose it. Gxxx
You can get pills for moral fibre these days. Never seen the point meself.
Also, why am I awake?
Dawn? Nah. Hunger? < caketiy frigity sort of thing >?
Tseepity beverage, back to bed?
Well, there is a very delicious cake in the kitchen…
But that would mean getting out of me nest. And that would be Work.
I shall get Feral Techie to build a cake-fetching robot.
Meanwhile,
yardarm
on a grey and damp day.
Morning
Bacon butties on the table
Fresh loaf still hot as well
Platter of bacon butties for a tired wee birdie on the edge of the nest
P
Retrieves Bacon Buttie
Goes back to bed
Carinthia.xx
So, how are we all doing?
I have sent out text messages to people who’d normally be bovvering about at midnight and I can’t be, iyswim. Had such lovely replies that I almost feel like staying up (yeah, right). OH won’t go to friends’ house for the traditional New Year thang - even though I have given him a beely pass and everything - so, it’ll be chicken with ginger and spring onion for me, washed down with water.
Soo xx
You have given me your cold, Soo. I am dry-coughing as yet, and sneezing, with a tight feeling at the back on my nose and behind my eyes, and a slight sniffle. I am about to have a ginger drink, and any idea of being awake at midnight is horrible to contemplate, though I may very well be.
One slightly damp Carinthia here
The Vile Lurgy has, so far, passed me by, & the hands & feet merely niggling now.
I have been to the Orsepiss Chapel for my NYE Ponder,& itizz Hissing it down now
Sigh
I will be going to the friends around the corner for my dinner tonight, & other ski-ing friends will be joining us
Gentle Hugs to the poorly
I think that we need Medicinals all round
Just in case…
Carinthia.xx
[Whispers] It’s not a cold, Dear Fish. I have offishully diagnosed myself with 'flu, as I have no sniffles, rather aches, nausea and headache. Nothing else could force me to not wash my hair for four days.
Soo xx
I’ll take my medicinal up to bed, Carinthia. Thank you, Dear - I must be well for the landing of the takeaway.
Soo xx
In that case, Soo, I hope you will forgive me if I say I would rather not have caught it? Poor you. Not a good bit of timing.
Oh Soo
Have only had 'flu twice in my life, & have never been so ill
Hitches Tenters & hopes that the restorative Chinese works its magic
Carinthia.xx
I am very grateful that you have swerved this little beauty, Fishers. It’s good timing, for me, as I was able to care for poorly ones over Christmas. They’re all ‘loads better’. Snarl.
Soo xx
All have got colds, all shall have medicinals.
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Excellent diagnostic skills, Hedgers, and even better medications.
Soo xx
Down with this sort of thing! If this lurgification continues we shall have to fumigate the cellar. Meanwhile, get those medicinals and Fiendish Ginger Drinks (or takeaways) down you, and keep warm.
In a blatant plea for sympathy, I hereby report a slight nosebleed plus a sneaky hankering for cutting one’s throat (which would be a good deal messier than the aforementioned effusion, so probably best not)
There’s lots of froats wot deserves to be cut before yours, Gus dere. I have a little list…
Ah, so do I, dere Hedgers, but mine is the only froat currently to hand ;- ) To keep me out of mischief, you could set me a doggerel challenge, topic of your choice, for delivery before 2018…
Dearie me
Am I needing to dust off Gnursey and minister to all here?
I am as elfy as I am likely to be
So I think it is my turn to nurse y’all…