Sunday, 7 August 2011

Day 16: Theres a lot said for having your own space...

I'm not promising anything today, my day has been relatively uneventful. Actually, I'm still drinking Tea despite my apparent distaste for it, in fact, I'm sat here now with a rather large mug of it. I've never understood why you'd mix milk and hot water together to make tea (and obviously a Tea bag), seems like the strangest thing ever, its almost as wrong as eating noodles with bolognaise, or putting pasta in a stir fry, etc.

To add to my day of unevents, I keep throwing up, not that you'd want to know, but you don't actually get a choice in this. The weirdest thing is that there is absolutely no reason for it. I hadn't eaten anything dodgy, I didn't have any stomach ache before or afterwards, complete spontaneous puking. My mother is concerned that somehow I am completely psychologically disturbed (well she's not but that's the impression she gave off...)

And not to end on a downer, but today my father and grandfather hot wired a mobility scooter and everybody has been zooming around the yard on it. I have to say I had a go and felt like a complete prick, I don't know how the elderly navigate round the town in one without feeling completely demoralised.

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