“I need some morphine,” I say, standing at the nurses’ station. “I’m in so much pain and…” “Which room are you?” A nurse says. She’s young, pretty: long black hair tied in a ponytail. “Fifteen,” I say. She pulls my chart down from a shelf, looks along it. “You’re not due anything for the […]
“Why am I not allowed to sleep?” MadFatRunner texts at 2.37am. See the message when wake up and switch on phone at 4.07. “Nor me. Just woke up,” I message back. Am anxious about the operation which is Tomorrow now. Argh. No answering message from her, so let’s hope she’s sleeping now. Am writing this […]
The train chugs out of the city. It’s busy in the Quiet Carriage and, it must be said, not quiet. All around me there are sounds: whispering, coughing and spluttering, the rustle of newspapers. People begin to settle and the sounds fade. Have stuffed Little Suitcase to bursting and yet am still wearing a coat, […]
“What time do you call this?” Mum says, marching into my bedroom. “I’m asleep,” I say, from under the covers. “I’ve come here for a rest, remember.” “Well it’s six o’clock. In the evening,” Mum says, opening my curtains. “You’d better have a bath. I know you didn’t have one yesterday because…” “I did,” I […]
“I have to write the blog,” I say to the parentals, on arrival at our hotel. It’s the little Art Deco establishment where we spent a night earlier in the week. “Don’t you want a bath? Or to change for dinner?” Mum says, gazing at my pink dress. Have been sleeping in it in the […]
Waking up with a start, I realise that it’s five o’clock in the afternoon. Seb will be here in a couple of hours – as long as he hasn’t missed his plane. Had a bath and shaved all my furry bits this morning. The house is clean and tidy. Washed hair yesterday so not doing […]
I’m going to try to describe Anxiety. It’s much misunderstood I think. There’s a wren flying around the house, trying to get out and she can’t and you’re chasing after her, trying to coax her towards the door and you’ve got to got to got to chase her out because you’re off on holiday […]
Wednesday morning’s activities: 1. Gym: kettlebell swings, lat pulldowns, chest weights, triceps and biceps, chest dumbells on ball, exercise bike. 2. Three course breakfast: Shakshuka, salads, watermelon. 3. Move some of the more-nearly-dry pairs of pants from the washing line above the bath to the sunny windowsill, so the wetter pairs can spread out a […]
No word from the Captain. Spent a bit of time on Tinder making some new matches and nothing from any of them either. It’s not all doom and gloom though: the Central Willy Database is recovered! Found the bit of Facebook called Synced Photos and there are all my willies! Also, there are all my […]
