Tuesday 11 December 2012

The couch grouch



I should be lying on it with a mug of honey and lemon
brought to me by a caring attendant
with a cool hand for my fevered brow,
but instead I am pacing around fretfully,
coughing a little pathetically now and then
and feeling dreadfully, dreadfully, sorry for myself.

I just don't seem to have the knack of being ill graciously.
Ben Pentreath knows how to
but what I want to know is,
who is bringing him his meals in bed?

9 comments:

  1. I feel dreadfully sorry for you too, but at least the sun is shining on your sofa.

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  2. Pull yourself together woman and take a shopping trip with your gold card!

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  3. My nose is snuffly and my eyes runny after watching that little film.......

    Get well soon Lucille.

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  4. Be well soon! I had to look up Ben, never heard of him before...

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  5. You're not doing it right, as they say. Cough more, and groan. Walk a little, bent double, with a hot water bottle clutched to your chest. When someone notices, say weakly, "I have to go to bed....." and go. After an hour or so, you may be missed.....

    Get better soon. Colds are loathsome.

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    1. I've tried all of that! They just cough back at me.

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  6. Oh dear, I do hope you feel very much better and totally un-grouched soon xxx

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  7. I hope you're on the mend now. Poor you.

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    1. I am thank you. And thank you to all the virtual caring attendants out there.

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