perou in da house
well, in da diary room to be precise.
and with a can of the good stuff.
(photo: mr sham sandhu)
last night after some filming at the house, which went late, a 'driver' drove me home.
only he was more of a 'muppet' and only did his best to drive me home...
it started off badly heading north crossing the thames to go south again.
i was so tired i fell asleep in the back of the car.
i woke up with the muppet driver saying the a2 was shut and he was having to follow a diversion.
it took me a while to realise that he was in fact driving back to london up the a2.
it was 10 miles to the next junction...so we had a nice 20 mile (30minute) addition to our journey.
and after i had to guide him back to our place despite him having a shat nav.
grrrrr.
was not amused.
got back at half midnight to find mrs.perou still up: z's a lot worse.
he has really bad croup.
in fact this afternoon, he's been put on steroids and antibiotics to try and improve things.
poor little fella.
hate seeing the kids ill.
took maximum to school this morning.
watched him in his class, through a window for a while.
we're worrying because the teachers are saying he's not really interested in making friends: he's quite happy to entertain himself.
one of our hens prefers to sleep in a tree than go into the shed with the others.
unsafe, antisocial, lady chicken.
wanna shout out to brian and his family...
big props brother.
lots of love.
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