Happily Ever After

Life in The Rural Retreat with a beautiful wife, three cats, garden wildlife, a camera, a computer – and increasing amounts about running

Earlier posts can be found on Adventures of a Lone Bass Player, where this blog began life. Recent entries can be found here.

 


Mackerel At Midnight

by admin - 20:16 on 18 November 2014

Quite some time will pass before The Pride enjoy the taste of mackerel again. Yesterday evening I had the final fillet for tea and woke in the night with spectacular food poisoning – my own fault for not saving the use by date after opening the packet.

Matchgirl avoided the bugs because she'd decided earlier to have a day of healthy juicing. Lucky her. I'm now even more impressed that she completed the Malta Half Marathon after contracting a similar problem the night before.

So it will be a while before I feel ready again to savour that particular fishy treat. Illness wasn't bad news just for cats, but also for Chatterbox. The intensive day's work I had scheduled was abandoned in favour of catching up with recorded television and feeling sorry for myself. The silver lining was a medicinal bowl of Heinz oxtail soup, brought home at my request by Matchgirl the Veggie. Comfort food at its best.

Even so, Chatterbox should be ready for printing by the end of the week (assuming I can find a cover picture – the choice is not wide at the moment). Then I'll return to more bass practice, although there's still no word about City Limits rehearsals. Who needs them anyway?

We're now booked for a return to the Bandstand Bar in Nairn on December 27. There's also talk of a scratch band of Keith, Mike, me and a friend of Mike's playing in Brora on Hogmanay after one or two rehearsals. Easy peasy. That means I'd play more gigs between December 27 and January 2 than I played in six months with The Strays. Musical life has certainly turned around.

Comment from Matchgirl at 22:26 on 18 November 2014.
Matchgirl avoided being poisoned because she 1) refuses to eat mackerel and 2) refuses to eat anything where there is even the slightest chance that it is past its use-by date. Being a picky eater occasionally does pay off...here's hoping that your tummy feels better soon! xxx
Comment from Russell at 11:34 on 19 November 2014.
A smug wife is no consolation... :-(
Comment from Matchgirl at 12:04 on 19 November 2014.
Sorry, dear! I thought that I was doing quite well by not saying 'I told you so...' xxx

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