Doozers
If you don’t recognise the word you’re probably a young un. Doozers you can read about here and they were great little fellas. Working all the time, no time for chit-chat and tea. And I like them. I really do, except when they are camped out on my nose. To shorten an already short story, about a year ago this abomination appeared at the end of my nose. It was coming near christmas so I allowed it. After all I may jump the queue to lead the old sleigh. It was funny. For a while. After christmas not so funny. Eventually I thought of treating it. It went away and in its place came the scar. Easily dealt with my chemist assured me. Bio-oil. The doozer protected scar had other plans. It took to Bio Oil like you take to a long hot bath filled with radox at the end of a stressful day. It loved it. One day I could have sworn I saw a back brush being pulled out of nowhere. Hence I am convinced there are a bunch of doozers with their little scaffolding protecting it day and night from everything I can throw at it. I even asked in the chemist about it, thereby drawing attention to it and of course embaressing myself in the process. Cue red face+no sign of doozers. So my options are as follows
1) Stay permanetly embaressed so the spot will blend in
2) Paint my nose green ergo drawing more attention to it
3) Giving up the day job and apply to Santa looking for a full time job alongside Rudloph.
I shall ponder the situation over the next while.
I was really starting to worry about the kid. I know Laois isn’t exactly a million miles away but surely they have some form of communication? I txted her onthe Sunday night,rather I txted the boyfriend as her mobile phone was probably used as part of a Wiccan ritual a few months ago and hasn’t been seen since. No reply. As I was out for 2 days, I get back in this morning to an email from her actually explaining her lack of contact etc. They had to move back to the boyfriend’s home. Turns out the new flatmates weren’t as nice as they thought and started demanding more money up front then they had agreed. I really feel sorry for her at this stage, she’s just had no breaks whatsoever. I am going to try and get her to meet up with us for dinner and without acting like the parents/guardians that we are ask her about college and stuff. Her self esteem must be shot to bits. She did sound update in the email though. You never can tell really. We have said we’ll buy her a phone. If only so she can keep in touch. Although that will most likely involve buying her credit and we’re back to us being an ATM. I missed it. For about 5 minutes
