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Wednesday, 10 May 2017
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Friday, 5 May 2017
Dirty Gertie
There's
been a bit of a palaver lately at Discombobulated Towers. The other-half
somehow managed to get properly ill. We're talking both ends here, catch
my drift. Yeah, yeah poor old Nev blah blah blah, but what about my
compromised immune system. Panic stations ensued with Sisses no 1
and 2 riding to the rescue (luckily for No 3 she was out of the country - wise
move). So I was fed, watered and generally and looked after by non-lurgified
people.
While I was flapping about the risk of catching the dreaded bug I took to smothering myself with hand gel that kills all known germs dead (or something like that). Sticky times.
After a couple of days I noticed thIat although I'd avoided the lurgy, strange brown marks were appearing all over my hands. They even started joining up. I googled it and it looked like a steroid side effect so I left a message for the lovely hospice nurse. The following morning I had a good scrub in the bath and all the marks came off. They were dirt. Oh the shame. To makes matters worse I had to phone the nurse back to confess. I am a dirty Gertie.
Can I just deflect attention on to the other half for a moment? He's just had his ancestry DNA thing done. Turns out he's mostly from Belgium. Sis No 3 said "hmm, beer, chocolate, cheese, sounds about right". After Belgium his most likely home was France. This has fed in to his delusions that he came over with William the Conqueror. So now, as one of the oppressed Saxons, I call him Norman Pig Dog. Feel free to join me.
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