By the time I got to him at noonish, Pads had lost all his hair (apart from a layer of fluff) but he wasnt celebrating. He was still too bound up with the tummy pain. In spite of that he was able to lay on the slab, have his mask on and get zapped this afternoon. Considering how weak, sleep-deprived, and pained he is, I think he deserves a round of applause from everyone for that.
We were able to get him looking past this episode of treatment with the arrival of a pair of tickets to see Wales v Australia in November. He's got to think who to go with now - I'm not in the picture (would rather listen to it on the radio doing something useful). I also told him that friends from Scotland are intending to visit us this New Year. We have visited them in the past and had a fantastic time, not least of which is the show we organise, where everyone is invited to do something. The last two years Pads and I have done The Dead Parrot Sketch and The Argument Sketch (with edited scripts!). What will it be this year....?
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"Four Yorkshiremen"?
malcolm
as we said before - make the best of the baldness Pad. Uncle Rhys and Anton will! They can teach you how to shine brightly!!!!!!!
I can help you with bald, but an argument will cost your 5 pounds!!!! Besides I always wanted to be a lumberjack!
'you were bald? heh! bald...? we were so bald our mother used to hire us out as Van De Graaff machines at the local schools'
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