k. rang me today to say I was banned from the house on the basis of a suspected outbreak of gastro on their property. She also mentioned she had an itchy eye - gungy eye - and occasionally there'd be odd breaks in the conversation at her end; short silences from which she'd return to announce, "Sorry, I was just rubbing my balls."
Really, how am I going to live without that quality sense of humour while she disappears up north for a few months?
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sorry, but today has convinced me that i have to go...at least in a cyclone it is warm. and you can com visit and i can interrupt you in order to trail off mid sentence.
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