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Monday 9 November 2009

Excuses, Nooses, Mooses and Mother Gooses...

mime Pictures, Images and Photos

And, my excuse for not blogging much this week, you ask?

I have been ill - ILL, mes bloggy chip-butties!

Iller than someone very, very ill; Involving lots of lying in bed, not even managing to log on ~Yes, THAT ill!

And yet I still made it to London, under the considerable influence of medication for my madness, fortified by horse-pills and pints of the Black Stuff... I had to - I could hardly remain au lit, after investing so much money in our concert tix, our hotel (the Ibis at Wembley, not the Ritz for Fhina, I'm afraid...), and our train tix too... Scandalous!

Mind you, arriving gaspingly early at our nearby train station on Saturday, the day of the concert, and finding that no trains were stopping at that station that weekend nearly sent us into Fits of Apoplexy! Danged National Express selling us a ticket for a service that they'd cancelled!!! We hurtled back to the car with our small suitcase, GJ drove like a madman to Newcastle, I deliriously bunged a fiver's bribe to our friendly local car park attendant to keep an eye on the car for two days, and finally we boarded our scheduled train, panting and sweating like piglets...

We should have taken our chances on one of these -

A Pantomime Horse Pictures, Images and Photos

And then after a wonderful weekend of coughs and pills, when we went here to Brown's in Covent Garden, and here to the atmospheric St. Pancras Station and here into the shadow of Scotland Yard at the Feathers in Westminster, as well as seeing the Band of My Dreams, I returned to work last week like a good 'un, and found work piling up for me in handy-sized, pillow-shaped, quantities... Yummmm... Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz......................

And so I find that, in Blogland, the river has rolled on, shimmering and whisper-wooshing, and you are all breathing and living (some are sniffing and coughing too, I know...), and I have missed more than I could possibly have dreamed. And you would not have wanted to share my lucid and hallucinogenic dreams this week at all, mes bloggy Florence Nightingales... Non.

One of my dreams was quite pleasant, I recall slightly - Involving the wondrously atmospheric world of La Stevie - Well, who else... The rest, you ask? The Stuff of Veritable Nightmares...

And now I finally feel as if I am rallying having slept until Stupid O'Clock Yesterday Afternoon. And the Throat from Hell is at last receding... And my Diclofenac Addiction no longer seems to warrant a trip Chez Betty... (Ford, as if you didn't know!)...

Van? Pictures, Images and Photos

And I can get back to reading your dreams, catching up with your lives, marvelling at your stamina, and wondering what to do with my blog after so long asleep like a rather downmarket Snow White!

Mwah, mes bloggy Elves; Mwah les Dwarves... Mwah mes Wicked Witches of The West...

Well, it's Panto Season anon, non??! And I have been to London to visit the Queen, like Dick Whittington's Cat, after all... Mwah! Miaow!

Dick Whittington's cat! Pictures, Images and Photos

8 comments:

♥ Braja said...

I'm sorry you've been ill....but you said chip butties. CHIP BUTTIES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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blognut said...

Welcome back my darling, Fhina! So glad you're feeling a bit better.

It seems that the flu has descended upon Blognut Manor now. I'm cowering in the shadows with hopes of avoiding my turn with it, but The Boy is down for the count.

Love to you!
Bloggus
XXOOXX

sallymandy said...

Welcome back, and get well soon, Fhina.

It doesn't take long to feel we've missed the train when we take a blogging hiatus (as I have been, also). You certainly haven't lost your voice or your flair, though, dear!

Anonymous said...

So glad you are 'on the mend'. Now it seems Sazzie is smote, smitten, smited? with something similar- I selfishly hope it stays up that end of the country for now.

Sending you comforting cuddles.

ArtistUnplugged said...

Sorry to hear that you have been sick and medicated but hope that you are feeling much, much better right now. Looks like you have not lost your witty prose! Take care and keep it there.

French Fancy... said...

Is this the same bug that laid you low a few weeks ago? My, you have been poorly. Glad you still got to see FM though - it must have been like medicine.

Jinksy said...

I hope you kept your head in a fishbowl, all the time you were in London, to contain your mouldy germs!

Carma Sez said...

Glad to hear you are not headed for Betty's clinic. Oh, and Stupid O'Clock LOL :D

Something I wrote earlier...

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