Season of Mists and Mellow Crepiness...

[QueenQueenie]

Here you go Crepesters...

I am fed up with feeling poorly. V sorry for self. Even though it is only a bit of a cough - clearly it is ManFlury

MI, it could be the thing I had which went on for a fortnight. And I still sound like I smoke 40 a day! I was mainlining Strepsils and Beachams 3 in 1!

It's very boring, isn't it. I am sleeping propped up on sofa cushions, so at least I am sleeping. Couldn't face running as I knew I would be coughing solidly all the way, in revolting manner.

NO. You are not supposed to exercise when you are unwell!!!

So far, I am lucky and have avoided the dreaded lurgy that is going around. I feel it is only a matter of time ...

Molly how are you after driving to uni? We are packing cases today - it's going to be a tiring week.

It is tossing it dozn outside and I'm waiting for a pause so I can do a supermarket dash. Roast chicken and baked potatoes tonight methinks.

Ladies...are you sure you don't need an antibiotic...? Hope you feel better soon

Reckon it's viral, not bacterial, Rosebag.

I know, it's when a lurgy gets 'below the neck' that you're not supposed to exercise. I wrote about it once. It's quite revolting.

Sorry you're not well, MI. We have a lurgy here, too, but it is of the stomach variety. I was unwell yesterday which continued overnight and DH has the bug now. Needless to say I have cancelled this afternoon's appointment at the dental hospital.

CV, so far I think it is Bats 2, people 0. All the renovation will have to be carried out around them and they still haven't found out if the bats are just roosting or hibernating which is much worse. DS and family think they will have to move into rented accommodation for at least six months.

Very envious of your good weather yesterday - it was miserable here which reflected how I felt.

Good luck, Hatty, and I hope you're ok, Molly?

BTM, I went to bed at eight last night and slept until gone six - I obviously needed it, and I guess you did too.

Argh all this illness. You poor things, MI, Tilly and NU. So far it's the weaker males suffering in this house. ds1 is very cross with ds2 as he thinks he caught his manflu, and poor love is on his PRINCE2 course this week. What comfort can I offer him apart from pushing drugs and suggesting hot drinks? I wish they'd all go an snivel some place else.

ConScript has been in touch and we're meeting on Wednesday to write. He tells me that he and the Director have now got a cast list for the ten minute showcase snippet that's going to be trialled in October. I am mostly pleased about that..... [mm]
Ok crepeys, I need a name for the Director....generally all around nice, empathetic bloke with just a touch if arrogance...any ideas?

Sorry for lurgy folk - dh had something similar last week, caught from dd the week before. So far the boys and I are ok and I hope it stays that way as two lots of Small Man Flu would be tremendously dull.

Agree about the lovely weather over the weekend. We were looking after a godson and a dog while their parents went raving, and had a lovely walk on the Common saying hello to dog people who usually ignore us. Then ds1 cooked us a 3 course meal for lunch with no help whatsoever and it was very yummy, and a fabulous treat to not cook or think about food for a whole Sunday. I should then have stayed at home but went to the cinema with a good friend and saw Map Of The Stars, which I don't recommend despite it being full of brilliant people and great performances. Whatever mildly interesting things David Cronenberg used to have to say about the human condition have now been exhausted, it seems. Wish we'd seen Pride.

Rosebag, I find a faux French title like Le Directeur always useful....

Rosebag - Mise En Sane?

Just rescuing you from plumbing the depths of page 2, Crepeys. I have gin. It was that sort of day.

I am dragging myself through, feeling as if my brain was stuffed with cotton wool. I have got a small amount done today but Not Enough.

Flipping heck. First day of lectures on my course, and resultant rising panic, plus usual frustrating library-based admin failures, plus DS being put in the wrong after-school club, plus total rerouting of all traffic near us, plus being given yet more paid work, does not equal serenity.

Plus being awake every 90 minutes during the night with a hot flush.

DS's old school was five minutes walk from the tube. His new school is 10 minutes walk from a station, which goes to the tube. I can't drive there, as there's nowhere to park, and road closures mean it took me half an hour this evening, for a 15 minute walk. I didn't think this through.

Herbicissima, my darling, you did think it through. This is a workable-round issue - he will be at the school long after you've finished the course.

Herbs, can you look on the half hour walk as time for him to tell you about his day and to let him run past any concerns etc he has got? Is your course just for a year? As it's time limited, you can do it. Make sure he has got a snack, a proper coat and gloves / boots when really cold and that there is an easy supper waiting for him when you get in. You will find your groove with it - honestly.

I'm just a bit het up with it all today. Too many variables going on.

And the school hasn't really been very promising. He's already been told off twice, for minor misdemeanours. On his second day he was 'given a warning' for taking too long writing an adjective into a sentence. He's five, FFS. And when he tried to say 'but I was thinking', the teacher said 'no buts!' He's been put in the wrong after school club, sent to a playground where no-one else was, and has spent playtimes on his own. I could weep. Again.

Oh, Herbs. . Deep breath. These are just teething troubles. It will be ok, you are stressed and seeing the worst of everything. I think a G&T wouldn't go amiss.

I have had quite a pleasant afternoon - curled up in a chair watching "Operation Petticoat" which I recorded over the weekend. I just love Gregory Peck. Such mild, non-challenging tosh.

Yes, have a slug of MrsS's gin.

We are not underestimating it or making light of it, honestly we're not, but it WILL sort out.

I know... I know... It's a long-term project.

In S&B news, I am going to lose a shed-load of weight over the next year. I'm walking miles a day, and don't have time to eat!

I'm sure the teething problems will sort themselves out, Herbs.

Hatty, do you really want the truth about taking pfb to uni? It was in fact very stressful - I felt the uni didn't organise it very well - they had loads of pizza chuggers thrusting commercial info at us, but very few students with "Helper" T shirts on. So it felt like Oxford Street just before Xmas. We witnessed one husband actually lose it and start screaming at his poor wife, in front of masses of new undergraduates and their parents. But I was thinking: well, we are teetering on the verge of that kind of panic, but we are buttoning it up more successfully. Anyway, we survived it, and survived the journey home. Ds seemed happy enough, after the initial tension, so that's the main thing.

Molly, that's awful. Maybe it is worth feeding back to them that they got the balance wrong? When we dropped dd off, it was very calm and well organised, with car park attendants peering into the back of the car to smile at dd and say hello, don't worry about anything.

Herbs, sounds very stressful. I don't think starting a new school/course, however great, is ever without glitches. Hope the logistical issues get sorted and you get some sleep.

I have the lurgy too.

Wilbur, my order for a ds who cooks delicious three-course meals without help doesn't seem to have arrived....can you let us into the secret please?

I would like gin but fear if I start I wouldn't stop.... And the week won't get much better.

Herbs, it will be fine - really!

I have a cold lurking again and I formatted and printed off ds's book review (long story) and its monumentally crap - no effort has been put into it, it's shoddy in the extreme. He won't get far with this attitude