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Saturday, 11 June 2011

A little green around the gills.

The invisible wife is on overdrive these days, many shouts and horror sound-effects streaming from her windows. I never knew she spoke French as well as German, Spanish and English. She's picked up some really beautiful people recently, even Fido saunters down the street to greet me on the return rubbish run every morning.
Erich (on the other side) next door, has revealed the Holy Ghost is visiting Catalonia on Monday and therefore a holiday. An endless stream of mundane domesticity today but more worrying is the fact my spelling is getting worse and I don't even notice it on the same day...and my hip is really hurting...which it has been for months... people don't get hip replacements at they? Do I take a cab out a window already?


  1. Sorry about your hip. My mother (100) had a new one the other day. Don't know that it's going to do her much good in the long run, though.

  2. Is this true? I assumed you were in your twenties or thereabouts. You are kidding?

  3. ElizT: I kid you not, ha, ha but I am awarding you first prize for nicest comment of the year.

    Christopher: Your mother is obviously extraordinary. It's the Nairn air.

  4. Will try not to fall back in amazement at your youthfulness when I come to collect my medal.

  5. ElizT: I'll be the one in the wheelchair.


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