Felled like a tree without snow
2 December 2009

Thanksgiving weekend in America. I don’t tend to care (not being in America nor an American). But my sister and Davidson came to visit. Yay!

We went to see Mary King’s Close and Edinburgh Castle. We ate at Cafe Marlayne and Turkish Kitchen.

We got food poisoning from Turkish Kitchen. When I say ‘we’ I mean everyone but my sister, who wisely did not eat the baklava. I was greedy, Neil was greedy, we talked Davidson into it.

Saturday involved us staying in all day, taking turns to spew orange liquid into the toilet (from both ends — of the body, not the toilet). We were supposed to meet my cousin and his family for dinner at Lazy Lohan’s, but Neil couldn’t even get out of bed. So my cousin and his family came over. His wife proceeded to commandeer our kitchen to make fresh chicken soup and macaroni.

Chicken macaroni soup one of the most wonderful things in the world when you’re poorly. She made so much that we’ve only just finished the soup and chicken meat, and will be finishing what’s left of the macaroni tomorrow.

She also shooed me out of the kitchen and did the washing up.

My guts continue to be rumbly and weird but at least implosions are no longer occurring on a semi-regular basis.

(This was also the weekend of The Living End concert. It was magnificent and I loved Chris Cheney’s shoes. It was fucking amazing to finally see them live after too many years bereft of The Living End. Too bad I couldn’t really get carried away In Case Of Implosion Leading To Explosion. I may have to try to get Neil to move to Australia just so I can see them more often.)

The moral of the story? The family that shits together makes the bathroom very smelly.

2 Comments

  1. Happy Thanksgiving! One of the favorite seasonal dishes here is pumpkin pie, so spewing orange is colour appropriate. ;) Do they have probiotic products in the local stores to help restore your natural bugs?

    Hope you feel better. Did Davidson have to fly back in that condition?

    Comment by Terry — 2 December 2009 @ 11:34 pm

  2. We haven’t had time to go to the shops to get yoghurt, unfortunately.

    And yes, I feel better and yes, Davidson did have to fly home feeling like that. Poor guy.

    Comment by Andrea — 3 December 2009 @ 4:57 pm

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