" We have a little drama here everyday.....but we forget about them the next day!"
So said my friend Eirlys , after I have driven up to her farm in order to loan some lurid purple antiseptic spray
I haven't seen her and her husband for months, but we pick up where we last took off without effort or problem
Good people, I am surrounded by them.
I saw old Stan the other day too, it's been an age since we caught up and he told me of the sad news that his son had died.
" Kit had not cried yet" he shared as Kit, his wife sat quietly nearby in the car
And I said what I could, conscious that I have not really been around for the past year.
Kit made me the famous slippers of sex!
The handknitted pumps Winnie used to masturbate on so regularly
Thank goodness for the hysterectomy I thought as I drove home
Winnie has been scratching her ear overnight. The inside of it now looks clean as Mary has had her tongue down it for most of the last 24 hours , but bulldog paws are the size of a bears' and so the old girl has two large red sores now on the side of her head.
She sat quietly as I bathed the wounds and then sat still when I sprayed them with the antiseptic.
I had a day old schnitzel in the fridge , which I gave her as a reward and which she ate almost whole
Last shift tonight!
And so I am off to bed again after this first aid episode
There will be purple stains all over the house now