Friday, October 26, 2007
cough
MC came round late last night with what I can only describe as whooping cough. If I didn't know better I would swear he'd spent 20 years working down a coal mine. So I made him soup, did his washing and generally soothed him, and wondered exactly when I turned into his mother. Mind you I was so tired by the time we went to bed that at least I slept through the snoring, if there was any. Still, I was sad to leave him in my nice warm bed while I went off to work this morning - although I'm not missing the spluttering. Can a person get cotton lung from working on a website?
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8 comments:
He's not a closet smoker?
Nope, but you can from a few boxes of Marboro Filters the night before.
Or maybe he's a more discerning smoker...cigar lounge visits perhaps?
Or the pollution in London has gone off the charts. :(
god knows where it's come from - he's not a smoker (partial to the odd cigar but not lately). however the joyful thing is that he has now passed it on to me :(
*splutter*
maybe i should pour some chicken soup on you on facebook. hope you get better.
x
gross...
What type of soup did you make him?!?
I'm hungry...enlighten me...pretty please?!?
Thanks FA. Am sniffling through the day :(
Kab - vegetable and herb my dear! But the favour has since been repaid... I have been in meetings all day and when I got back to my desk I found he'd popped in and left a packet of smarties for me. yay :)
how sweet... be dum tush
oh that's adorable...sigh...I want that for goodness sake!
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