Now I bet you thought that I was going to have a moan about someone/something here .didn't you?
Come on, you can admit it.
I'm quite aware that I can be a moany grumpy old bag rather more often than I'd like.
Well for once you're wrong.
My neck actually hurts.
Like hell actually.
A hot pain running from my collar-bone to my ear.
It doesn't bode well for my having to lug my nearly exploding suitcase around french railway stations.
The trouble is i'm having to take far more than i'd like .
Well, maybe not, but although i can launder small stuff , I can't see me washing jumpers, and if theres one thing that turns me right off its smelly people, so I'm certainly not going to join there ranks for the sake of packing an extra bit of clothing [ or 2, or even 3...OK, so I've got too much in there, stop nagging! ]
I blame it firmly on the 2 rather large cuddly toys that I've got stashed in there though.
Why am i taking them?
Do I have some weird fetish involving stuffed animals?
Do I have problems sleeping at night?
No actually.
You see there are certain traditions in Ice Skating competitions, and one of them is that at the end of a skaters performance you throw stuff on the ice for them, and cute little girls skate round, gather them up and dump them on to the compeditor while they're sitting nervously waiting for the scored to show.
It gives them something to wave at the tv crews who are sticking their lenses up their noses as they wait for the tears or stomping off or even the victory grin.
So I ordered 2 small squashy toys.
A bulldog with a union jack waistcoat, and a grey teddy with 2 union jacks embroidered on his tum.
The only problem was that when they came instead of being about 4 or 5 inches tall, they were 10 or 11.
*eek*
So as I type this they are tightly bound in bags and squished on top of my thermals.
Its possible I wont need to bring them home with me, but I can see that Johns mum might ask me to stick them back in my suitcase till we get home given the amount of space they take up.
I also have my fleece lined union jack wooly hat complete with heidi style plaits and bobble on the top.
Oi....................................................stop laughing.
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I know, ok.......
But there aren't likely to be many of us there, so its important to show support.
So, if by any chance you see some red haired , red white and blue flag emblazoned mad-hatted loony engulfed in a massive coat with so much fur round the hood that I cant see where I'm going, then its not me, right.
2 comments:
if you haven't already, go get yourself one of those wheely suitcases. seriously.
as annoying as they are on the streets of london, they'll save you from killing yourself and your neck while you lug Teddyzilla(s) around :)
Heh. I'm not THAT silly, I have one. But railways being what they are i always seem to find the station that has its escalators broken and end up having to hump the bloody thing up 4 flights of stairs.
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