In the unlikely event that this blog were to acquire corporate sponsorship, I'd have to give long and serious consideration to the kind of firm with which I would wish to be publically associated (so Tesco's and BAE-Systems please don't bother to get in touch as rejection only causes ill-feeling). The Bean Shop or Craigdon Mountain Sports however, would illicit a far more favourable response.
Today however, this hideous household should be sponsored by Dettol, as we are, quite literally in the throws of tummy bugs! It all started with little Doris, who developed a high temperature and was grizzly for a few days before spectacularly vomitting all over Lord and Lady Lucan's floor. Next was Norris who has dissappeared into bed with a soaring temperature, while we await the coming explosion. As for Boris, he exploded in the kitchen this evening. He did so suddenly, violently, profusely, without warning, and simultaneosly vented both ends of his alimentary canal. Nice!
The house stinks of Dettol. It's better than the alternative though!
2 comments:
Hope you all start feelign better soon.
We too stink of dettol as child no. 2 threw up from Thursday to Saturday nights inclusive. The only good thing was that her aim improved over time so by the third night she was getting it into a container. So far the rest of us are OK. Apparently 3 children were sick at dancing on Monday so it's doing the town.Hope you are all recovered.
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