Monday, 23 February 2009

Well sprung

Spring is in the air. Officially, it’s still three weeks away, but try telling that to the daffodils, birds and randy boars. It’s mild. It’s sunny. It’s bloody good news for our scarily depleted woodstore.

The school holidays have been safely negotiated. It was a whirl of sledging, dinosaurs, chocolate and rockets.

My funny bone has fractured. Can’t seem to think of much to write at the moment. Things here are quiet and,frankly, a bit dull. I keep fantasising about really exciting events….like…going to Ikea. Yeah, I know…It’s that dull.

I have pain. Of the physical sort. It is keeping me off the computer, hence the lack of radio contact.

I have a new obsession, too. Sportacus. Anyone else suffer from this one? Or perhaps it’s just me that wonders how tightly he’s strapped beneath that tracksuit?

9 comments:

The Finely Tuned Woman said...

So how did you fracture your funny bone? Did I miss something? Surely there's a story in it. I know it is very painful, having fractured mine once. It will take forever for it to stop hurting, just so you know. Don't shoot the messenger.

Dumdad said...

We've been missing Missing You Already. Perhaps Spring will put some silly sap back into your funny bone.

La Vie en Rose said...

You don't want to be going to IKEA in Toulouse. I went there last week and someone nicked my sense of humour while I wasn't looking.

Spent far too much then came home and spent more by ordering something on-line. Now I've had an e-mail today saying that the things they let me put in my virtual shopping basket aren't available for home delivery. But they already took our money! I hate them!!!

aims said...

They are predicting snow here until Thursday anyway. And - the temps are to go to -17C.

This is the time of year when we get the most snow and the heaviest. The heaviest usually waits until the tulips start to come up and the robins come back. Then it swoops in and decimates everything. Trees - tulips - robins. Sigh.

Maggie May said...

Good to hear from you again. You don't always have to be funny. Its OK to be serious...... really!

Iota said...

The thing about Sportacus is that he IS Lazy Town. If you read the credits, you'll find that the actor owns the production company, manages the production company, makes the tea for the production company, etc etc - his Icelandic name is just everywhere. Iceland. Probably cold enough there to freeze the b***s off a brass monkey, tight tracksuit or no.

Potty Mummy said...

And did you know (following on from Iota's comment) that he was once world aerobics champion? Not quite sure what to make of that information, frankly...

Jo Beaufoix said...

I am also wondering what he has under his hat.

Mya said...

FTW,
No...you didn't miss anything. I think it's just the combination of January and February rolled into one big lump of poo-shaped poo-iness.

Dumdad,
I'm feeling better already!

La vie en rose,
Now, it's funny you should say that, because the Toulouse branch is my local. I shall be extra careful - not that I'll be allowed in there anytime soon...my credit cards are en panne!

Aims,
Hope you're not cold, my dear. We have lots of very fragrant crocuses, and white violets....so pretty. And mimosa. Oooohhhh,it's lovely.I've just come in from a walk, I got all hot and sweaty....and I was just walking, honest. I think I need more exercise!

Maggie,
You know what? I think I might try a serious post one of these days...perhaps I'll kick off with one about my bunions. Whaddythink? They're a serious matter to me, anyway.

Iota,
Oooh, thanks for that. I didn't realise he was from Iceland. I wouldn't mind finding him between the fish fingers and the baked alaska.


Potsy,
I for one, am very impressed by the sheer number of variations on the humble press-up the man can manage. It can only be good, no?

Jo,
Der, you ninny! Sports candy, of course!


Mya x