My throat, it is broken

Mr B has been poorly of late, so I sent him to the doctor. He came back with one more illness than he left with. Subsequently, I now have laryngitis and probably a cold.

I ran into my ad manager at lunch. She and I get on well and I often make her laugh. Today, I could only whisper hello and smile.

'Oh no!,' she said. 'Have you lost your voice?'

I nodded and shrugged acceptance.

'That's like Fred Astaire losing his legs!' she said. 'Although I suppose you can still type ...'

I made rude hand gestures at her.

'Oh,' she declared. 'I forgot about hand gestures. Thank goodness, you'll be fine!'

She wins! 


In other news #riotcleanup made me so very happy!

And SBS is screening Sir Paul Nurse's series Science Under Attack -- SO GOOD! Though when journalist James Delingpole, who confessed in the same interview that he lacked the education to understand peer reviewed journal articles and so relied on others to tell him what they said, tried to tell Nobel Prize for Science-winning* geneticist Sir Paul 'how science works', I was so ashamed to be a member of the media. Still, at the moment, that's a pretty normal feeling ...


* Obvs I mean the Prize for Physiology or Medicine here in case anyone was cross at my use of informal prize naming. I originally thought, eh, it's fine, it's after midnight, I can't be arsed looking it up to see which way round the words are. But then I got out of bed because I was worried about inaccuracy. I'd be an editor, then ... Back to bed ...

My throat, it is broken

Mr B has been poorly of late, so I sent him to the doctor. He came back with one more illness than he left with. Subsequently, I now have laryngitis and probably a cold.

I ran into my ad manager at lunch. She and I get on well and I often make her laugh. Today, I could only whisper hello and smile.

'Oh no!,' she said. 'Have you lost your voice?'

I nodded and shrugged acceptance.

'That's like Fred Astaire losing his legs!' she said. 'Although I suppose you can still type ...'

I made rude hand gestures at her.

'Oh,' she declared. 'I forgot about hand gestures. Thank goodness, you'll be fine!'

She wins! 


In other news #riotcleanup made me so very happy!

And SBS is screening Sir Paul Nurse's series Science Under Attack -- SO GOOD! Though when journalist James Delingpole, who confessed in the same interview that he lacked the education to understand peer reviewed journal articles and so relied on others to tell him what they said, tried to tell Nobel Prize for Science-winning* geneticist Sir Paul 'how science works', I was so ashamed to be a member of the media. Still, at the moment, that's a pretty normal feeling ...


* Obvs I mean the Prize for Physiology or Medicine here in case anyone was cross at my use of informal prize naming. I originally thought, eh, it's fine, it's after midnight, I can't be arsed looking it up to see which way round the words are. But then I got out of bed because I was worried about inaccuracy. I'd be an editor, then ... Back to bed ...