census 21 April 2011
I made Himself hand the census form over as it was a disgrace by the time it was to be collected and I was too chicken to stand over the work of our household. No one would have doubted that a small attitudey cat had had a go at it…and that MAYBE I had left coffee cups on it and PERHAPS a dinner or 2.
I’ve been in a bin for a while due to that vommy bug but also while in the throes of that I banged my head hard against a wall and it really did scramble my brains. I have a spongey egg shaped bump on the back of my head now and it hurts like hell. Every so often I list to the side and that’s quite funny (well, Richard points and laughs at me). I hope it hurries up and goes/is cured over the weekend because I start rehearsals in Sheffield next week for a production of HAPPY DAYS, by Mr Samuel Beckett, at the Crucible. Terrifyingly exciting…Check out the theatre website and do come along if you are on the island at all…
more anon…
