“Tried to explain to Carrie that I need a little bell to ring so that she can bring me drinks and sausage rolls and stuff, but she shrieked ‘In your dreams! You’re not actually ill you know!’ “Aren’t I! I mused “I could be, we don’t actually know yet”. Carrie gave me one of her looks and went out muttering that she can only deal with one baby at a time.
Later, after I’d gone down to the kitchen to make myself a bacon sandwich, Dom rang.He sounded irritable, ‘Look’ he
said, ‘this working from home thing, how long’s it going to go
on ?’ I thought for a second and replied “Well, I have to self isolate for ten days, so another nine to go!” He snorted down the phone ‘not you! Me..you idiot’.Had better be cautious here I thought, Dom can go off like a bomb otherwise.. “Hmm, well, let’s just see how this week goes shall we? I said, trying to sound soothing but optimistic at the same time, “how’s the moonshot coming along?” There was a sound like a cat being strangled and a flurry of f**k f**k’s and he rang off.
Took my sandwich back upstairs and sat down at my desk, so much to do and so little time. Ordered half of Carrie’s Christmas presents on Amazon and looked at a few things on
Youtube for a laugh.There was a strange slurping sound from
Under the coffee table.....Dilyn was eating my bacon sarnie,
Buggeration!
