voice 19 July 2008
Oh. My. God. I went to a clan wedding yesterday (yes I got drunk and didn’t do a blog – I’m only human guys) and I roared so loudly at one of my aunts (Aileen, the youngest of my mother’s sister) about the FACT that I was getting that drink/round that I lost my voice and haven’t got it back properly since. Funnily enough, if I put beer into me or a chilled white wine I get sounds, but silence and drought produce barely a whisper. Nature is a pervert and not to be second guessed, clearly. Richard is delighted and finds the new silent me a delight…mmmm…
