no-one move a muscle as the dead come home
Tuesday, February 27, 2007
Every time I tell someone that the morning sickness is much better thanks (in this instance, J's mum, last night) it comes back with big boots on. What's with that? I can only assume that my gasto-intestinal tract is fitted with a little hubris-triggered trip-switch. I mean, it's the only rational explanation. So from now on, if anyone is foolhardy enough to ask me how I am, be prepared to be at the wrong end of a dedicated regime of prophylactic whinging. And thank you in advance for your participation.
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