Feeling Bucked Up

[poliphilo]

 I was feeling really seedy and Ailz prescribed Enos Fruit Salts. The bucked me up no end. I must remember this for future reference: Enos Fruit Salts are a cure-all.

And now I'm tucking into a big plate of spaghetti.

My mother is watching a rugby match in the next room. There's some angry chap on the soundtrack whom I wouldn't want to run into down the pub who keeps shouting- "Move, move!"  They tried to get me playing rugger when I was a child. They wanted me to fling myself at other boys legs when they were running. What a nasty, rough game. Even nastier and rougher than football. I guess they thought it would be good training for charging across No-Man's-Land towards machine gun emplacements.

As soon as I finish the spaghetti I'm going to switch channels. 

Comments

[poliphilo]

I quite liked cricket. Cricket involved lying on the edge of the field and chewing grass stems while other people were batting. That suited me.