Thursday, May 17, 2007

SNAP...


I have not been around this week because not only do I have no internet connection, I am currently unable to walk to the internet cafe, or anywhere, due to a BROKEN FOOT. So obviously all I can do is lie on the sofa with my leg elevated watching daytime TV, or at least I was until THE REMOTE CONTROL BROKE. Do you think someone's trying to tell me something - like stop procrastinating and write that bloody thing everyone keeps telling you you should and shall write? My lovely neighbour is letting me use her internet for a moment to say I will be back, and soon, with up and running internet and the funny story of how the foot came to snap...

Wanna see a picture of my black toes?

10 comments:

lottie said...

Nooo, your poor foot! I hope you're ok and not too painfully hobbly.

Anonymous said...

hope you feel better! mmm, i am a big believer in signs (and true, this internet thingie etc, has been a bit odd).....so...
delphine

Anonymous said...

No internet, no remote control and a broken foot. Poor girl! Hope everything will be mended soon!
Best wishes, Kate

eurobrat said...

Oh no! Ouch! Hope Lola makes tea and brings you codeine tablets...

Anonymous said...

oh Claire-- this is awful I am so sorry--- why do I get the feeling there is a SHOE responsible for this?! Give me that shoe and I will set Daisy on it-- it will feel your pain, believe you me.

Meantime-- I am so sorry!

~bluepoppy

Anonymous said...

noooooooooooooo! quelle tragedy. if we were in the same town i'd totally do an emergency laduree delivery! wishing you cosmic good thoughts of a speedy recovery-- XX LC Luxlotus.com

Lola is Beauty said...

thank you! And yes there was a shoe involved of course! Mmm Laduree - wonder if they do mail order? Yes it is weird, And I didn't even mention my new bike and
lawnmower neither of which I can now use. Does the universe want me to lie down? So far Lola has not made tea but she nuzzles my foot from time to time...x

Dehejia Family said...

Really sorry to hear about this. Quite a nuisance being British and having to maintain a stiff upper life. I would have wailed and screamed and kicked (with my good food) till they airlifted me out and administered corporal punishment on the oaf who thought he could twirl. The story would have been perfect though if you end marrying The Tallest Man on Earth.

Cheers,

BB

Serena said...

Oh no! Great story, though.

Anonymous said...

I believe (given the EDITS above which are, my god-- apocalyptic!) that the universe wants you to write your damned novel already and has decided to take drastic measures to that effect.

~bluepoppy

P.S. Hope you are getting lots of visits and gifts and catching up on all the movies you've been wanting to see . .