COMING HOME
AN, AS USUAL, COMPLETELY
FICTITIOUS BLOG. THIS
TIME EXCUSING (or trying to) MY LONG ABSENCE FROM THE WORD
CLOUD AND ALL MY WONDERFUL FRIENDS
Last year, in about October, I was driving down a main road in Durban when some irresponsible fool blew a vuvuzela right outside my car window! I got such a fright I drove into a lamp post, bashed my head, and ended up - yes you guessed it - in the hospital.
(I suppose about now would be the right time to apologise to all my friends for my previous, sometimes vociferous, support for the vuvuzela, and free use, thereof - But I'm not going to. I'll just say I now think the vuvuzela sucks, and we'll hear no more about it.)
Anyway, moving swiftly on, the conversation at the hospital went something like this:
Dr "Oh God, not you agai....er, I mean, Oh hello, I remember you, you've been here before, haven't you?"
Me "Have I?'
Dr "Don't you remember?'
Me "Rember what?"
Dr "Do you know your name?"
Me "No."
Dr "Are you feeling dizzy?"
Me "Yes."
Dr "Do you know what day it is?"
Me "No"
Dr "Are you feeling nauseous?"
Me "Who or what is that?"
Dr "Do you have a headache?"
Me "Yes"
AND NOW, YOU'RE NOT GOING TO BELIEVE THIS, EVERYBODY!!
Dr "Yes, well you sound fine. When you get home take these aspirins and valium, wash them down with a few glasses of wine, and if you still have a headache tomorrow come back to the hospital."
Me "O.K. I'll come and see you then shall I?"
THIS IS THE WORST PART!
Dr "Oh, I won't be here tomorrow, I'm going to China for a Star Trek Convention, but I'm sure there will be a nice junior doctor around to look after you."
Can you believe that ????? What a bloody cheek! If I hadn't known better I would have thought that he didn't want to see me, or have me stay in his hospital, or something. As it is, I know better, and I just put it down to this being a Developing Country, and him being a Third World Doctor.
So, after a long course of wine and happy tablets, I had this wonderful vision of a website where writers and creative people could all get together and give each other lots of support (especially me). I created this fantastic site call The Third World Word Cloud, and did it all beautifully in rich crimson, and asked lots of people to be my friends and look after me (and of course each other), and nobody joined. (I know, beats me too!!) Then I went on the net, and saw that there was already a site, and I was already a member, how cool was that!!
So here I am back again and, as usual, in need of friends. Oh, and I also have a very big project I am working on for August, so I need lots of support. I'm not sure if it's going to be like 'Out of Africa', (don't know about that V.D. thing) or something a bit more epic and sweeping like 'Australia', in fact I have already made some tentative enquiries to Nichole Kidman about playing the lead, e.g. me.
So here's the project. My husband and I are going for a week's camping in the Kruger Park - I know, breathtaking isn't it!! And for those of you Nay-sayers who don't think it will be that exciting, let me put you right. Firstly, our tent has a hole in the groundsheet and we might not fix it before we go! Huh, yeah baby, bet that's woken you all up. Secondly, we are going to stay in a small camp called Balule which doesn't even have electricity. How about that then? Of course, I won't be a bit scared, but I might pretend to be, just to keep the plot interesting. Also, I am hoping to send you all lots of "mood" pictures, mainly just black, and I'll point out where the thousands of dangerous, man-eating type animals are. I'm very excited because my husband has just come back from the Kruger, and apparently leopards were dropping out of the trees like fruit (flies?) (fruit flies???), whatever there were tons of leopards!!
Oh, it's so good to be back in the world of fantasy. Hope you're all as happy as I am...... of course you are...... er hello, is anybody there??? Hello
Last year, in about October, I was driving down a main road in Durban when some irresponsible fool blew a vuvuzela right outside my car window! I got such a fright I drove into a lamp post, bashed my head, and ended up - yes you guessed it - in the hospital.
(I suppose about now would be the right time to apologise to all my friends for my previous, sometimes vociferous, support for the vuvuzela, and free use, thereof - But I'm not going to. I'll just say I now think the vuvuzela sucks, and we'll hear no more about it.)
Anyway, moving swiftly on, the conversation at the hospital went something like this:
Dr "Oh God, not you agai....er, I mean, Oh hello, I remember you, you've been here before, haven't you?"
Me "Have I?'
Dr "Don't you remember?'
Me "Rember what?"
Dr "Do you know your name?"
Me "No."
Dr "Are you feeling dizzy?"
Me "Yes."
Dr "Do you know what day it is?"
Me "No"
Dr "Are you feeling nauseous?"
Me "Who or what is that?"
Dr "Do you have a headache?"
Me "Yes"
AND NOW, YOU'RE NOT GOING TO BELIEVE THIS, EVERYBODY!!
Dr "Yes, well you sound fine. When you get home take these aspirins and valium, wash them down with a few glasses of wine, and if you still have a headache tomorrow come back to the hospital."
Me "O.K. I'll come and see you then shall I?"
THIS IS THE WORST PART!
Dr "Oh, I won't be here tomorrow, I'm going to China for a Star Trek Convention, but I'm sure there will be a nice junior doctor around to look after you."
Can you believe that ????? What a bloody cheek! If I hadn't known better I would have thought that he didn't want to see me, or have me stay in his hospital, or something. As it is, I know better, and I just put it down to this being a Developing Country, and him being a Third World Doctor.
So, after a long course of wine and happy tablets, I had this wonderful vision of a website where writers and creative people could all get together and give each other lots of support (especially me). I created this fantastic site call The Third World Word Cloud, and did it all beautifully in rich crimson, and asked lots of people to be my friends and look after me (and of course each other), and nobody joined. (I know, beats me too!!) Then I went on the net, and saw that there was already a site, and I was already a member, how cool was that!!
So here I am back again and, as usual, in need of friends. Oh, and I also have a very big project I am working on for August, so I need lots of support. I'm not sure if it's going to be like 'Out of Africa', (don't know about that V.D. thing) or something a bit more epic and sweeping like 'Australia', in fact I have already made some tentative enquiries to Nichole Kidman about playing the lead, e.g. me.
So here's the project. My husband and I are going for a week's camping in the Kruger Park - I know, breathtaking isn't it!! And for those of you Nay-sayers who don't think it will be that exciting, let me put you right. Firstly, our tent has a hole in the groundsheet and we might not fix it before we go! Huh, yeah baby, bet that's woken you all up. Secondly, we are going to stay in a small camp called Balule which doesn't even have electricity. How about that then? Of course, I won't be a bit scared, but I might pretend to be, just to keep the plot interesting. Also, I am hoping to send you all lots of "mood" pictures, mainly just black, and I'll point out where the thousands of dangerous, man-eating type animals are. I'm very excited because my husband has just come back from the Kruger, and apparently leopards were dropping out of the trees like fruit (flies?) (fruit flies???), whatever there were tons of leopards!!
Oh, it's so good to be back in the world of fantasy. Hope you're all as happy as I am...... of course you are...... er hello, is anybody there??? Hello
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I have an old tent that I can't sit up in. It leaks and is more like a pac-a-mac on stilts... I have bought a new one now, with a bedroom, but it isn't the same! It just aint camping if you don't wake up in a puddle of rain water! Enjoy your camp out :]
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