The problem with these journal things is that you're never too sure whether you're allowed to ramble incessantly or not. Then again, having said that, it does happen to by MY journal, and if I want to ramble, I should jolly well be able to ramble.
Not that anyone reads these things anyway, but still, it's quite exciting to know that everything you record may be read by someone out there in the ether...
I found out the other week that Graeme's surgery was in Southport, which is the town in which I was born and raised, and is only about twenty minutes away from where I live now. I found it rather thrilling, really. Imagine...
Still, it'd be awful if G was your doctor. You only ever go to see your doctor when you're ill and sniffly, and you're not well so you don't bother washing your hair and makeup is completely out of the question and if anyone thinks you'll have shaved your legs that day they're sorely mistaken. Then you suddenly realise "Dear God, I can't go to the doctors looking like this, my doctor is GRAEME GARDEN!!!! Oh the SHAME!!!"
It'd be dreadful. Plus the fact if there was any bad news to be given, he'd be there going "I'm sorry, but it's not good news...blah blah blah" and you'd be there going "hehehe, you wore those daft dungarees when you did Funky Gibbon on TOTP... hehe..."
It just wouldn't work. I'm so glad I had another doctor when I was in Southport.
Anyway, my best mate is coming back home tomorrow, she goes to Uni in Preston but she lives in Scotland, and she's gone home for the weekend for some reason. We're going to work on our website and watch The Goodies for a few hours tomorrow night. It'll be ever so exciting.
I'm going to have another Beechams. I think I'm overdosing on them but I feel quite rough anyway, and as long as my throat stops hurting and I stop sneezing all over the place and sounding like Honor Blackman, it'll be okay.
Mood - Contented
Music - The Mamas & Papas - Complete Anthology
You think you ramble! My entries are like epic tales...so tedious!
How amazing that you live so close to where Graeme's surgery was at! Yes - it would be horrible if G was your doctor! Imagine if you turned up with a tummy bug....ugh...don't want to think about it....