I was working on Saturday night, so I got a few hours sleep on Sunday morning before I drove to London for a family friend's wedding. Must've slept badly because by the time I got there I had a really sore neck. I asked my Mum if she had any painkillers in her handbag but she didn't.
But the bride was a doctor. As were her parents. As were almost half of the guests (must be a genetic thing). So I asked around - particularly GPs and people using walking sticks - if anyone had anything to take away the pain. I must've seemed like such a junkie... or disgruntled ex-boyfriend.
In a room of about 300 people, NOT ONE person I asked had any painkillers on them.
What are the odds? *
I already keep a face-mask in my car boot (imagine having to give mouth-to-mouth to someone on the street and they smell dodgy!).
To that I shall add painkillers, just in case.
Better stay on the safe side, I'll keep a scalpel too.
( *figure of speech, not an actual maths question)
Tuesday, 29 August 2006
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