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Here you will find older scratches, musings and other detritus that once were located on the front pages, but have now faded.
Filed away here to collect dust and cobwwwebs in perpetuity, links may break, facts may change and data may corrupt.
On occasion I may come down here to tidy, but for the most, I prefer to leave the past where it lies.
Mummy It Burns
I've spent half the night fidgeting trying to get comfy. The room is oppressively hot, there is no air movement and even if there was I couldn't sniff a sausage* through my blocked nose. I am lying on my back staring at the ceiling. In a fit of for the love of God I reach out for the bottle of Sinex nasal spray on the bedside table, hoping it will help. In the dark I remove the cap, place the bottle and simultaneously sniff and squeeze.
In hindsight, sitting up may have been preferable, as 10ml of Sinex flooding straight into the nasal cavity burns somewhat, not to mention tastes awful as it overflows into the mouth.
Damn gravity
Although I am not entirely clear why I would want to.
18 Jun 2008 5:30 | (0) comments | Things
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