Today was all 'random' happenings ...... and I nearly died

As you know, I have got the constitution of an ox (I can't even remember the last time I had a cold). So imagine my disquietude, when yesterday I started suffering from shooting pains down the left hand side of my chest.

I tried to put it out of my head, but when the pains started happening again today, I ran around the kitchen a bit (but couldn't get up much speed because it's not very big), shouting 'I'm going to die!' Then I decided to write a Will, and jumped onto my computer but accidentally ended up browsing on Facebook instead. 

Pic.No.1 I had planned the details of my funeral

Eventually, I decided to resign myself to my impending death, and went upstairs to get changed into my trendy nightwear (so that I would look good for the paramedics). Anyway you won't believe this, as I was changing, I noticed that the under-wiring in my bra had broken and was sticking into my ribs.

How unlucky was that? I had been walking around for two days with a steel wire poking into me. There's a bloody big red mark on my skin now. It could be confused for stigmata, so I might have to dodge religious zealots for the next day or two.

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On a totally unrelated note: Ok, I know that I promised to stop banging on about historical shit, but something rather interesting happened today, and unfortunately it is relating to old stuff.

I don't know if you remember, but a while ago, I was making like a pirate and digging in the garden of my London house, when voila! I stumbled upon buried treasure.  

 Pic.No.1 The treasure was in the form of a really old bottle that used to contain 'Idris' Ginger Beer

Pic.No.2 It even had the original cork still inside the bottle

Well, today I was minding my own business when I heard the 'ping' of an email in my inbox.

I regarded it suspiciously because I didn't recognise the email address and it could easily have been a stalker. But then I thought, 'hey, having a stalker is better than nothing. At least I can feel a bit popular.'

So I opened the email with trepidation, i.e. with one eye shut, and this is what I found......

"Hi  Anne, I think I can tell you about the ginger beer bottle in your garden! First of all do you want to sell it? A bit blunt of me to ask, I know. I live in New Zealand and have been here 20 years, originally from the U.K. My great Grandfather was the founder of Idris ginger beer, his name was Thomas Howell William Idris and he was an MP with the Liberal party under Lloyd George. As I have a connection, I think your discovery is really interesting, Regards Sarah"

Bloody hell! Someone from the other side of the world had found my blog about the Idris bottle I had dug up in my garden, and they wanted to buy it. Not only that, but Sarah was related to the founder of the Idris Company, who incidentally, also happened to be a former Member of Parliament.

This blog milarky is great - it has thrown umpteen bizarrely different people my way!

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Finally, I would like to say big thank you to Mum In Meltdown for giving me a bloggy award [does a flourishing bow and blows kisses at adoring fans].

I feel so famous, that I might wear a white dress, stand over a fan, and let it blow my dress up so that everyone can see my keks.

So what have you been up to today dahlink?


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