This is the news: WeeGee is properly poorly sick and being properly poorly sick has TOTALLY ruined her AWESOME plans for the weekend. WeeGee is a little bit grumpy in consequence but is somehow a lot more chipper than you might expect. I don’t know why I’m slightly chipper as well as very grumpy, unless, of course, it’s because I’m mental……
So – a rotten stinking bout of poorly sickness turned up which meant I had to stay at home in bed instead of meeting up with my besties and then going to see Frank Turner TWO DAYS IN A ROW. I’m guessing the fact that I passed on seeing Frank Turner TWO DAYS IN A ROW will give you some indication of quite how poorly sick I’ve been feeling. Missing Frank is a bit of a disaster, because, you know, it’s Frank. In the UK. Being AWESOME. And I wasn’t there.
That said, I’ve been doing a bit of looking on the bright side. Here’s the looking on the bright side list:
At least I wasn’t taken ill at a gig because that would have been REALLY embarrassing.
It’s not as if Frank Turner is never going to play in the UK again
It’s not as if my besties are going anywhere
I got to stay in and watch Dr Who and Endeavour on the telly box
I had time to make a super duper chicken and tarragon casserole
I got the rotten bout of poorly sickness out of the way before I next see Mr X
I must admit, it was really hard to put the ‘looking on the bright side list’ together, what with having a temperature of a million and three and the general Frank related disappointment and all. The point, I guess, is that I did look on the bright side. I didn’t come over all defeated and devastated in the face of a little bit of a little bit of a disaster. And that, ladies and gentlemen, is very definitely progress.
Meanwhile in other news I’m still reeling about the idiot cyclist who nearly mowed me down dead whilst cycling the WRONG WAY up a one way street and then, rather charmingly, invited me to ‘kiss his arse’. S’alright though – I responded with an impressive array of swear words delivered with the conviction that only a Glaswegian can achieve and then I felt every so slightly better. Nothing else to report today save that I heart Frank Turner….
3 thoughts on “A little bit of a disaster”
Maddening when you’ve promised yourself a much-needed treat. Hope the poorly sick is receding now.
Do you need some chicken soup to take the properly poorly sick away? I hope you feel better tomorrow, way to go on finding positives! xo
I’m sorry you’re not well WeeGee!! Hope you get well soon and have lots of rest! I’m pretty impressed with your looking on the bright side list, it is a major bummer to be ill for this weekend, but hopefully you will get to see Frank Turner at some point in the near future! Sending lots of hugs and comfort xxx