Think I must have eaten something dodgy last night as I have a poorly tum today. Susie, caring as ever, sends me off to the shops with a massive shopping list of drink and food for our Christmas drinks party. I made it to the coffee shop before having to run to the washroom - phew! About an hour later I was in the nice little supermarket which stocks lots of imported products. I really need to run to the washroom again and was led out of the shop, round the side of the building along the rear of the building and to the gents. Horrific is the first word that sprung to mind, not a chance I was going to sit on the toilet seat and there was no toilet paper, just a bucket with water in it to clear yourself afterwards. I had heard about this before but not seen/experienced it. So, massive dilema - do you accept the fact that if you don't 'get on with it' you are going to sh*t your pants in about 30 seconds or try and somehow crouch over the toilet and accept the fact that shortly after the relief you are going to have to wipe your ar*e with your hand?
Our drinks party was a great success, lots of people, lots of happy banter, few drinks and lovely food, had a very happy evening, even with my badly burnt arm.
Burnt arm? Yup, whilst I was letting the pressure out of a pressure cooker, Susie helpfully opened the top which blew the scalding, high pressure water and chickpeas up my arm, burning my wrist - lots of pain only made worse by the fact that following about an hour with my arm in ice cold water, Susie helpfully applied Savlon cream and the pain was dreadful! Feeling better now, and arm is recovering well although sticking to using Aloe from our Aloe Vera plant.
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