The last few days have been something of a voyage. As if the (what I assume to be) Noro bugs stripped back the layers of experience plastered to the walls of my digestive system like wonky tree-rings and deposited me in the headspace of a sickly eight-year-old huddled under a blanket in dad's big chair in the kitchen, waiting for my four-hourly
(
Read more... )
Comments 4
But what you have posted is fab.
Reply
Do people still give kids Lucozade when they're ill? Proper orange Lucozade (not these modern-fangled sport-flavour nonsenses) is always synonymous with sickness for me.
Reply
Reply
Reply
Leave a comment