Friday, April 14, 2006
And Now The Bloody Telly Won't Work
I have access to 4 (yes count them 1, 2, 3, 4) ITV channels and not a single BBC station. And I was all set to watch that Passion thing too. And what about Dr Who on Saturday? Lord knows my parents will never manage the video on their own... Sometimes cancer really gets in the way of having a good time... Jx
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Oh Hello. Back then? Blimey, doesn't take much does it? An Easter weekend and a broken telly and the world goes Mad ... Mad I tell you.
If the TV is not fixed for Doctor Who then I think you have every right to contact the Cancer Ombudsman. Perhaps you could blu-tack the 'I hear what you are saying ... are you a moron' flash card to the end of your bed?
I'm so glad to read that your bowels are moving. Remember the old Dockyard Doris gag?
'My husband is very old, but luckily his bowels are regular. He always goes first thing in the morning, his bowels move at 6.30am... sadly he doesn't get up until half past eight..'
Oh. I can't type any more, I'm laughing so hard.
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