I've just remembered I agreed to write a piece for the newsletter. The deadline is tomorrow morning. I still have to prepare lunch for 12 following a meeting which I'm chairing tomorrow.
Everyone else who writes for the newsletter has something specific to talk about except the chairman. I sort of say "jolly good show, isn't it all splendid, carry on chaps" and I can't bear that sort of thing. I like a specific thing to talk about. Worse, by the time everyone gets the sodding newsletter I won't even be chairman or on the committee any longer.
Maybe that second glass of wine was a mistake?
No, if not driving a second glass of wine is a benefit. Give me a purposeful half hour and I'll have done it.
Then I'll cook lunch.
Hope the weather's good. I'm a bit truly fucked if I have to clear the dining room as well.
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Oh, what's the problem? This is hardly Great Literature. I'd appreciate anything taken from here being acknowledged, and I might change my mind if I'm suddenly proclaimed as the Literary Queen of the Blogosphere - but I probably wouldn't. Do what you like, just as long as it doesn't extend to defamation of anyone, even me.
Actually, you want to pass off what I say as your own, I might even be flattered. Let's face it, who cares anyway?
7 comments:
Ouch. . . you seem to have your hands full!
I wish you luck :)
I'm not commenting on this post because it's got a rude word in it.
There's nothing like a bit of Anglo Saxon for expressing yourself.
The weather's OK so at least you won't have had to clear the dining room.
Come on Dave, the word "Blimey" is a bit tame these days surely?
While cleaning your dinning room,please clean up the foul word in your post.
Dear Mr BK Chowla, I'm so sorry for having offended you. I appreciate that what was, in this case, used in quite a light-hearted manner, as a way of indicating the pressure I felt under could, especially in a different country and culture, be offensive. On the other hand, I'm not going to remove it - I'd not be rude enough to use it on your blog, but I can do what I choose to on mine.
It didn't rain. Thanks, Blue Witch, if you sent a spell this way.
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