My man done lef’ me, My dog done died.
Honestly, my life at the moment is like a really bad blues track, sung by a one-armed guitar player who goes by the name of Two-fingers Joe and his backing band The Tone Deafs. Shall we begin? I’ll start you off easy…
My nephew and sister are both very ill at the moment, the nephew was in hospital last week on a drip, they’ve picked up some sort of gastric bug. Suffice to say I am staying well clear.
Our puppy dog, just 10 weeks old is also very ill. The vet is hoping it’s not parvovirus and is just bacterial. We are keeping our fingers crossed as if it is parvo… well, you know the rest. There was a crash on the Arklow road yesterday that has been reported on the national news.
My brother-in-law’s uncle and aunt were both injured and are still in hospital with serious injuries. And finally, I’ve just received news that an acquaintance was found dead this morning. They don’t know yet how he died, but think he may have choked in his sleep.
