Monday, 10 February 2014

Reminiscence of being ill

Pity me, Dear reader for I'm stuck at home caring to an ill child with Wotsits (other corn based cheese snacks are available) and soothing words (awwww). Seeing the little grillustite sat there on the couch watching whichever box office flop has caught her eye on Netflix this morning I can't help remembering, nay, becoming reminiscent for those bygone days off school with a sore throat / sore belly / broken something or other and watching kids telly. Being whisked away to magical worlds through the judicious application of plasticine and cobbled together sets, programs with budgets that could at times reach into the tens of pounds. Blimey, I feel old.


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