sickness

This Wasn’t in the Plan

As I sat with my a towel over my head breathing in steam laced with Olbas oil I thought “this wasn’t in the plan”. The…

Woe is me and a good idea

I am a knackered carcass, a husk of my normal self, a hollow without the gram. My battery is on red. I’m poorly ill and…

Guilt, Capol and PJ’s

Hello it’s Gemma! I feel as if I’ve been gone from here for ages, but possibly that is just a reaction to blogging everyday for…

Half Woman Half Biscuit

What is it with this year’s winter bugs, are they more virulent or is it me? I’ve been ill now for 5 weeks, first with…

Postcard from Sickville

Dear All, Me and Noo caught the overnight ferry to Sickville at the weekend. Anyone unfamiliar; Sickville is the capital of Sick Island. We’ve been…

A dark vision of Capol

Unusually, we are at a playgroup. Little Noo attends several playgroups with his Childminder but me and him tend to do different stuff.  He’s a veteran…