Enjoy the silence

Okay well last week was a bit quiet on all fronts. I have not been well since my trip to Liverpool. I was feeling kind bad on the journey down the M6 but by the time I hit the sack on Sunday I was unable to talk properly. I have not been in work yet this week and have had a fever and sore throat with nasty yellow puss and spots. I took a couple of pictures naturally but they are a little fuzzy and really don’t show you how bad it really was. Scally’s x-rays are a much better depictation of his injuries. So what with not being able to talk and being perpetually tired I felt like a monk ho had taken a vow of silence. No online chatting and no offline talking. Typically I have not been able to get an appointment with my doctor so I am going to just rough it.
Super strength strepsils are the order of the day!

Oh and daytime TV has not got any better since the last time I was off ill. At least then they had Wonder Woman on Sci-Fi. This time the only programme worth watching during the day was grand designs and I only saw one of them [it was the only one I stayed awake through]. A couple had bought a mill up north stripped out the interior and made it all modern inside with a ?6,000 shower. It looked nice though and you know if I had the money and lived up north I might consider something similar.
So all in all a very quiet week for me – which you know is sometimes good. My mum always warned me about burning the candle at both ends. I think I was melting the middle a little too!

Kylie Kylie Kylie

Kylie was fabulous. Really really fabulous. I enjoyed Madonna but I have to say that Kylie was much much better!
She wasn’t ashamed of her Stock Aitken & Waterman past and mixed in the old classics with the new hits. I have to say though the dancer in the confide with me set was horny as. I may have to do a search tomorrow and see if I can get a pic. All of the boys in the audience [bar the odd straight man] cheered when he came down the staicase on his hands. Rumour has it though that Will Baker [the man who allegedly bought those hotpants for 50p from Oxfam is in a relationship with one of the male dancers.]
We had a few lesbians making a lot of noise behind us which reached fever pitch as Kylie came up on stage for the remix of locomotion.
The outfits were fantastic too. I think Kylie has a bit of a cross dressing fetish though. What with the clockwork orange inspired outfits and the men in high heels and fishnets in a later set.
During the finale everyone sang along to Can’t Get You Out of My Head and for those who did not know the lyrics, on the overhead screens, the lyrics appeared, along with a bouncing Kylie ‘K’ karaoke style.
In fact the only real complaint of the night was that the sparkly programmes cost ?20 – we made up for it by grabbing a few free souvenir bottles of Kylie water on the way out.

Oh I have a chest

Oh I have a chest infection as well – It’s official – I overcame my fear of doctors today and went to see my GP mainly because of my fever and sore hot chest this morning when I woke up – so much for it getting better. I now have antibiotics and painkillers so I am not afraid to breathe properly. on a brighter note I was wondering why the US Big Brother has much cuter guys than ours? oh and more nudity!