What’s Even Worse Than Man-Flu?

Do you remember that party I mentioned? I was unsure how I felt about going with a male friend. I wanted to dance but I didn’t want him to think we were on a date.

Well, I woke up yesterday and this happened:

So no partying for me tonight!

The good news is…I have spent the whole day in bed and I have been catching up on reading other blogger’s posts and have had chance to work on one or two of my own.

The bad news is I am so zonked with decongestants and Olbas Oil fumes, I think I was a bit flirty with another blogger – I have had a long snooze since I had an exchange of comments with him, but I think I boasted about my talents. His girlfriend is going to be fuming at me. Sorry – by the way. Best not to chat to me when I am full of medication! Who knows what I will come out with?!!

I am so ill! What is even worse that man-flu? A woman who has a stinking cold and is nursing a splinter in her sore heart because her love is on the opposite side of the planet. I have not had a cold since November 2017 – my weekend with Goldfinch at Stowe Landscape Gardens and Stowe School. Did I ever tell you what he did in the restaurant we went to?

I was full of a cold and he had taken me to a beautiful location to walk in the freezing cold air not realizing how ill I was. Although he certainly had ways to keep me warm 😉 my cold became worse and worse during the day. So when we entered a restaurant that evening, he spotted a table near to the fireplace. Without even asking a waiter, he just grabbed the table and dragged it over to the fireplace and sat me down there. Oh my goodness I was in love.

• I Guess I Am Your Buttery Toasted Teacake

It was after that wonderful day that I came back and wrote him a message saying I felt like a buttery toasted teacake – and I was not sure why he was sweet on me.

I do love thinking about him. He is so wonderful. I actually am glad to be ill. It means I can stay in bed and and dwell on all of my memories of Goldfinch instead of going out dancing. When I go out dancing…I will go with a group of friends. It wasn’t the time to go with a single male friend who is just about “moving on” from the end of his long-term relationship. He is way ahead of me.

And beside…I have decided that when I do go on a “first-date” with someone, I want it to be outdoorsy. A walk in Richmond Park or Hyde Park or any London Park. Even better, would be to go a bit further afield and go hill walking. You have to travel a long way away from London for respectable hills. But there are places like the South Downs that are great for a good ramble. Maybe a cuppa after we have walked and talked all afternoon. I want to be relaxed and in my jeans and not dolling myself up.

After all, if Goldfinch was that romantic towards me when I had a red nose and streaming eyes and a barking cough – I expect any man to accept me when I look a bit rough.

Ugh! I feel so ill. I bet Goldfinch would make me feel better. What he would do with a tub of Vicks and a cool flannel. Oh my!

I am including this song, because this is exactly how I feel about Goldfinch right now – after thinking about fireplaces and sleepy moments in bed with the man who has captivated you.

 

 

Your Daily Word Prompt – Memories – January 12, 2019

SPLINTER