This began as a tale of two gay men, a cat and an octogenarian. It's not a sitcom but I'm not entirely sure it's real life. As a couple we realised we had a choice: either write about life with the grumpy old dwarf and try to see the funny side or bump him off and put him in the skip outside next door. Since that time we have moved on ... 7 years later I came back to update things! So now there are two men, two dogs and a bungalow in Barrybados.

Sunday, May 13, 2007

Soup de jour

Only a few brief visits from the terry-towelling terrorist today. Once in full dressing gown and once half-exposed as well as a brief reprise when Richard gets home to make sure I have given him the message about the cream he wants. Despite it being 10 minutes past midnight he wants the cream now. There’s half a tube in the packet he showed us but…

The ointment is called Eurax so I suppose it has a dose of urea in it – cream of piss. As an ointment it’s effective but as a soup de jour it’s ghastly.

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