Saturday, September 19, 2009
Tea and sympathy
I've not seen the film, but tea and sympathy is what's happening at our home this morning, on account of a husband who rolled in at gone 2:30 AM after a long night out with the lads. Said husband keeps forgetting he's not 25 any more, and as a result he has the flu (ahem) most Saturday mornings. Today he woke up at 12:08, had a Lemsip (paracetamol in a cup to those of you not familiar with British medical jargon) and went back to bed. He's just woken up again and made himself a jumbo mug of tea - because a cuppa makes everything better.
He saw me take a photo of his mug, but I didn't tell him I was blogging about it. Shhhh!