Thursday, 5 July 2012

Up in the night with a sexy nurse

I feel hungover this morning
Not that any alcohol was drunk last night....it wasn't
It is just the fact that I was woken up at 1.30am, again at 2.30am and didn't fall asleep until well after 4am
I feel jetlagged  and somewhat jaded.
and the reason for this, I hear you ask?

yes, it was my one and only black indian runner duck

Over the past month or so, several of the runners have gone missing on an evening. All have eventually returned after dark, only to be found quacking in hysterical circles outside their locked duckhouse in the wee small hours.
I suspect that the young and inexperienced females may have been sitting on eggs, only to be driven off them when the dark frightened them home.
The same thing, I suspected, happened to the black runner last night. as at dusk Halleh, the lone drake could be seen  standing nervously at the far border of the field looking out at the fields beyond as if he was searching for her.
But as the heavens opened and hens all trouped back to their damp hen houses, the black runner sadly never appeared.
I went out with a torch at 11pm, and again at 12 midnight, and still the duck failed to turn up, so I went to bed with the bedroom window open, just so I could listen out for any homecoming quacking in the middle of the night.
At 1.30 I was woken up and I was sure I heard the duck ( now I think I may have been dreaming)
so out I went in the torrential rain to search for her, but there was nothing to be heard or seen
I was up again soon after, and then was wide awake listening to the rain thundering on the cottage roof until 2.30 when I finally made a cup of tea and sat down to watch the French film "À Bout Portant"

Gilles Lellouche..... unlike most nurses I have ever met!
I would recommend A Bout Portant ( English title Point Blank) to anyone who is wide awake in the middle of a miserable night for it is a silly but entertaining thriller about a Parisian nurse Giles Lellouche ( who, by the way, has a pair of brooding Gallic eyes to die for) and his drastic attempts to save his wife from a gang of criminal kidnappers.
The film has lot's of  exhilarating chases, gunfights, and silly plot twists and turns to enjoy  and it's all a bit daft, but like I said, when you are up worrying about a lost duck during a storm, the film proved to be an ideal panacea to all the ills in the world.

25 comments:

  1. Up in the night with a sexy duck - life in rural Wales.

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  2. The puppies kept me awake all last night. Their eyes have opened and they are taking their first tentative forays into the big wide world and inevitably get lost and start crying. I then have to go out in the dark (the generator being off) and track them down with a torch, When I pick them up, they are so happy they wee all over me.

    After I was blown up in Northern Ireland, I was admitted to the military wing of Musgrave Park Hospital. Being well burnt, I was in an isolation room with both arms bagged in plastic bags full of Flammazene and strapped to a frame above me so I could not roll over, I couldn´t move at all and certainly all normal, and normally private functions were denied me leaving me with the excruciating embarrasment of total dependance on the nurses. It was the bed baths that were the worst as one of the nurses was the most beautiful and sexy women I had ever seen. She was a tall Jamaican girl and we got on like a house on fire (if you will excuse the pun). One day I had to tell her that I could not allow her to give me a bed bath anymore. I was having enough trouble sleeping at night as it was but did not want to hurt her feelings so a bit of diplomacy was in order. I asked her if she knew the difference between ´light´ and ´hard´. She didn´t but understood everything to do with my angst when I pointed out that ´you CAN go to sleep with a light on´.

    So, Mr Gently, I know all about being ´up´ in the night with a sexy nurse!

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  3. "I feel hungover this morning
    Not that any alcohol was drunk last night....it wasn't
    It is just the fact that I was woken up at 1.30am, again at 2.30am and didn't fall asleep until well after 4am" (only to be woken again at 7am)

    Sounds like an excerpt from my diary, during the first 6 months of my sons life!

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  4. Sleep is over rated. At least that is what I tell myself.

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  5. So when did Miss Duck finally appear?

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  6. You are such a great Keeper of Your Clan, John. Many nights I have slept in a barn awaiting the arrival of a foal, or keeping a new dog company...for the love of our animals, who can be so much easier then some people to love.

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  7. Yes, did she finally come home?

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  8. Naughty, naught duck!! I hope she showed up. I personally spend far too much time fretting over ducks and chickens these days!!!

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  9. Oh goodness. So much calamity, between you and your duck and Hippo and his drama. Hippo I hope all is well and you're fully recovered and John, I do hope the duck has returned and you get some sleep.

    Yup, that actor has some sexy eyeballs...

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  10. I hope your wandering duck returned in one piece for her breakfast.

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  11. Luv-a-duck; sleepless in Trelawnyd!

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  12. no, unfortunately she has not appeared!

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  13. Hope the duck appears...hanging head in shame, but I am afeared...

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  14. I will remember to buy this film and the next time I am up all night worrying about a lost duck I will be ok !!

    It reminds me of the time we did a house exchange with our Dutch friends. Their house is literally surrounded by water and they chose the week. It happened to be the week the mating season started for frogs. We didn't sleep a wink for the whole week wondering what the noise was - thought it was ducks in distress !!

    We wondered why they looked so smug as we waved to them on the dock as our ferry arrived and they were about to board.......

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  15. PS forgot to say, I do hope the lost duck turns up.

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  16. Is she back yet?
    Jane x

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  17. Have you any idea how (nicely) unhinged your life has to be in order to "... leave a window open to listen for homecoming quacking ..."?

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  18. Hope he comes back. I would totally agree with the melting eyes of the nurse! Lily. xxx

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  19. Jess felt hung over the other day having had no alcohol... she was the " designated driver " by choice for a party some distance away so drank coke all evening & felt awful the next day !!!

    God I am imagining the awful distant quack from Peter & the wolf now...

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  20. Presumably Chris was not at home during this fiasco? You are too daft with those ducks the farmer says.

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  21. I am what I am Pat

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  22. I have to admit, the Runner Ducks are my favorites to read about because of their hysterics--I'm just sorry that it appears you have one less to tell us about.

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  23. Probably on a hen party ;)
    ~Jo

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  24. Hope she returns, I am dead on my feet when I am up like that.

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  25. I hope the duck is okay.

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