Xmas good and bad
I had a the best and worst xmas this year for a long while. Started out brilliant, went to see the in-laws who I get on great with, feeling a bit coldy but ok. Meet up with wifeys cousin who is mental but a top laugh and her hubby and we have good fun in the pub until (rather diappointingly) we get chucked out for being too fun. Go home looking fwd to a jolly Xmas day. Wake up and 5 in the morning feeling like sheer hell in a handbasket. Flu. Can't move, but struggle out of bed for pressie opening as want to see wifeys face when she see the excellent pressies I got her. Did all that and even ate dinner despite feeling like I wanted to crap my lungs out of my arse. Thought I was feeling better and had a fun night doing a murder mystery, interacting with the wifes family as a Roman from Barnsley... Wake up on Boxing day feeling worse, but I am not alone, the whole house now has the flu and it's down to either me or the other guest who has it. Whole day is a write-off apart from dad-in-law firing a rocket in the field next door - way cool! Wake up following day feeling much better and ready to get pissed. Everyone else is minging with cold/flu including wifey and I and the other sickee are feeling rather guilty. Last reports from home are that they are all still sick and it's now January. Arse crackers.
( Normanator Bad case of trapped wind since, Tue 4 Jan 2005, 9:15, Reply)