ARGH!

[blamebrampton]

James has had flu since the weekend. I have a rough, sore claggy throat. GLARE!

In happier news, I live in the best suburb ever.

I came home to find a lump of something cold wrapped in plastic in the letterbox. I checked for cables*, then lifted it out. It was a lump of clay. There was a brochure to explain it. This years public art festival is celebrating the horse, and they would like everyone to sculpt little horses, which will then be fired and displayed in October.

In addition, we will have horse and cart rides on October 11 and a horse parade on October 18!

Now all I need to do is not succumb to the flu, and learn how to sculpt in the next few days!

* My family do law and politics and I am from the 70s and 80s, this is automatic, much the same way that years of living in Australia sees me shake out my shoes every morning.

Comments

[blamebrampton.livejournal.com]

Ray and Corney gave it to them!

[annes-stuff.livejournal.com]

Ah ha!

So it's them!

Well, is it likely that they will be in the vicinity of James anytime soon so it gets back to the actual culprits?

[blamebrampton.livejournal.com]

No. So please slap whoever was there on the weekend with germs. Tell them it's from me.

[annes-stuff.livejournal.com]

Well you are going to hate me for this.

But the only person I know for sure that has actually been sick is Mr Drakey (and he didn't come in contact with you gusy), I think I have carrier tendencies as I never seem to get sick even when everybody around me is falling over.

May last year being the exception.

[blamebrampton.livejournal.com]

You're right. GLARES!

[annes-stuff.livejournal.com]

So, do you think May last year was some kind of karmic revenge?

[blamebrampton.livejournal.com]

I'd have a comment if I could remember more than yesterday ...

[annes-stuff.livejournal.com]

I had 4 weeks off of work and I spent a further 5 part-time gradually increasing my hours until I was well enough.

It was the glandular fever, I had a nice yellowish tinge to my skin.

[blamebrampton.livejournal.com]

It's all coming back to me. Sorry, I thought you were referring to me giving you a plague WHICH I HAVE NEVER DONE. Anyway, stop talking, you are dead to me. Until I feel better at any rate. Plague carrier.

[annes-stuff.livejournal.com]

Harsh words, very harsh words indeed.

[blamebrampton.livejournal.com]

yes, but delivered in a feeble croak with plaintive arm waving. I wouldn't be too perturbed.

[annes-stuff.livejournal.com]

I have sent you my flight itinerary for September/ October trip. Let me know what days I can stay with you so I can let others know what days I am staying with them.