I was going to say:
‘This is the bit of getting ill I hate. The bit where the warning claxon of the sore-throat is sounding, but you’re waiting for the tedious hammer of the cold-proper to drop upon you’
Then I remembered that actually, I hate the bit where you have a cold, then I hate the bit where you’re gradually, slowly creeping out of cold-land. All of it. I despise being ill.
And I’m not afraid to whinge about it ;)
Why I won’t be going to the EVolution Show in Frome.
Ever since the EVolution show has been announced, I’ve been contacted by people asking me if I’m going, or expressing surprise when I say no.
So this is a short, concise post to explain why.
I’m not going to go into the long (and complicated) reasons behind my decision, but I am going to say…
That is an appalling segment. Really. *sigh*
Quite often when Tumblr inflicts the ‘This post died whilst you were away’ on me, because I dared to leave the editing window for 5 of your Earth seconds, I decide I can’t be arsed to post the damn thing anyway.
[IMAGE DESCRIPTION: A photograph of a manatee with lettuce over its face. TEXT: “Phhbbllt phhbblllt phbblllt. Phhbbllt phhhblt phblt phblltt.”]
Image credit to Columbus Zoo and Aquarium.
Less silly pictures to follow.
