9th July 2010, 06:05 PM
Oh dear...families indeed.B)
Hmm...alas, I know exactly where you are coming from. Family visits (on the VERY rare occasions I actually let them know where I am) usually turn into an inspection of my possessions with phrases coming out such as "Oh! So you got that?" and even "Well, you can pass that on to my son/daughter as they are the eldest" blah, blah, blah.
I'm with you on the pyre thing...a sort of modern Uphellyaa would be good...
I have kicked the wheels sufficiently on the IV stand for them to have developed a Tesco trolleyesque movement. That should keep you occupied for a little while...until you keel over anyway...
Have finally opened the bottle of WKD which somehow found its way into my 'fridge - have a straw}
Hmm...alas, I know exactly where you are coming from. Family visits (on the VERY rare occasions I actually let them know where I am) usually turn into an inspection of my possessions with phrases coming out such as "Oh! So you got that?" and even "Well, you can pass that on to my son/daughter as they are the eldest" blah, blah, blah.
I'm with you on the pyre thing...a sort of modern Uphellyaa would be good...
I have kicked the wheels sufficiently on the IV stand for them to have developed a Tesco trolleyesque movement. That should keep you occupied for a little while...until you keel over anyway...
Have finally opened the bottle of WKD which somehow found its way into my 'fridge - have a straw}
Life should NOT be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in an attractive and well preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, Merlot in one hand, Cigar in the other; body thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and screaming "WOO HOO, what a ride!