Monday, 6 December 2010

Zoe: Upstairs, Downstairs

Gav is being held prisoner in the bedroom. With relief readers you'll be relieved to hear he's got a nasty bug and I'm not about to reveal any seedy secrets. I think he's going to pull through though. At 2.15pm he managed to send a text demanding toast and now we are all receiving regular updates on his recovery status. I have to admit I've been a bit lacking with the sympathetic, nursey, healing skills I seem to have perfected with Sonny, prefering to knock and leave any offering outside for fear of the whole house going down with it. Gav is as strong as a bear, I dread to think what this would do to Sonny.
Posted by the bunnies in the headlights at 21:16

2 comments:

  1. the dimbylows7 December 2010 at 10:45

    poor you Zoe (and poor Gav, but well, you know, manflu is manflu....). can't imagine how much fun it must be to get all those flu status texts. Shout 'get well soon' through the door from us please xxx

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  2. Anonymous7 December 2010 at 15:56

    You could always call the police to say that the toast needs escorting and chaperoning to an unsafe environment. Local gangs might help you?
    Some great reading for Gavin otherwise:
    https://sites.google.com/site/londonstreetgangs/borough-pages/haringey-enfield for example.
    xxx

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