The flu has me tight in its phlegmy grasp. Moscow is still far away. The spawn have been packed off back to the gulag, weeping and protesting at the wateriness of their eyes, but their father is back dispensing briskness and resolve, where before there was nothing but appeasement and crisps. The call from the headmaster would be imminent if anyone over there actually noticed their weepy eyes, and mournful countenances, but the gulag is vast, and the number of French joined-up letters to be drawn with florid extraneous loops legion.
Thankfully Oscar has stepped into the breach. The sweet creature was clearly worried how I would cope without someone to claw at me and whine all day, and is behaving like a tasmanian devil with separation anxiety. Since he is preventing me thinking, working, or sleeping, here is a picture of him wearing a tea cosy. Blame Red Shoes, it was her idea. Well, sort of. She wanted him to wear this, I said the tea cosy might do the trick.
Given how low things have sunk, I though I would borrow Schmutzie's very fine project - the Grace in Small Things - for today. The explanation of the project is here. Here are mine for today. (YES. I can do positive. Shut up.)
1. The man from Picard (frozen food for the demanding French) came today, so I have a freezer full of Tarka dahl and bagels. I had a toasted bagel with Beurre de Noirmoutier with big, crunchy salt flakes in for lunch. It was hard to fit it in around my cold sore and glum expression, but I managed by nibbling small squirrelly fragments. Mmm. Perfect with a chaser of Betty's tea room blend tea in my favourite mug.
3. Tickets to see Mariam and Amadou in February.
4. My Christmas present camera is like a fantastically clever new accomplice for getting up to badness.
5. Oscar is currently playing with a Happy Meal toy of King Julian from Madagascar. Every time the toy starts singing "I like to move it move it" he jumps backwards and falls over. It's just not getting old for him or for me.
What - if anything - is keeping you from going to fetch the axe today?