July 25th -It’s Great to Eat Again

1999:  Agal and I woke the whole household this morning with our apparently “loud” conversations.  How rude!  It’s just as well I don’t accuse mummy of this when she’s ‘natter, natter, natter’ with her friends!  We stayed for toast and milk and then we drove home.  Once there it was a case of antibiotics, wash, inhalers, teeth, pack bag and off to daddy’s.  All my cousins were there and we had great fun in the garden and the pool.  Grandma brought me home – sound asleep as usual, whereupon mummy must have transferred me to bed.

2019: Well there’s nothing like being at mums after a day of starvation and a colonoscopy. She went shopping and bought me heaps of treats yesterday, we had chinese for tea and I chilled with movies and ex box. Home today to tidy and get packing for our trip to Wales tomorrow and my mountain run for crohn’s and colitis. Have so far raised £345 on just giving and £230 at work.  Thank you every one who is supporting me. If you want to keep up to date with my run up and down Snowdon on Saturday then follow me on Instagram @ chronically_livingcd

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March 17th – Expensive Appetites

1999:  Was full of fun this morning- groomed spot the dog, wore mums slippers and basically just did silly things.  When we went out to the car we saw there was a man in a yellow box going up in the air.  Mum said he was mending the lights. I WANT A GO.  Life’s just so unfair.  On the way to Edons I saw a man on his motorbike, I waved and he waved back! I’m so well known around town.  Edon took me to the park but it was so muddy we all started sinking and I actually fell down a hole and ended up sinking to my hips!  Edon took us to the Village hall park instead whereupon, I decided to fall off the steps to the slide, but I was okay. When mum collected me, I had no trousers on and none to put on, as they were all muddy.  I wanted to go to Nanny’s but she was out. We went to Uncle Teddy’s instead, where we bumped in to Nan!  We stayed for a drink and then headed to Nan’s for tea.  I didn’t want any though.  When I went to get into the car, I realised Nan had disappeared.  I wasn’t having that.  I strode back to the front door.  ‘Nan’. ‘Nan’.  ‘Nan’. She re-appeared with a current bun.  Yum.  

2019: Worked up an appetite today. Went over to mums to collect table and chairs, tv and ex box (must have been tired to go without them yesterday!) Mum and Mark came back with us and we cooked a very late brunch for us in our own home. Love this grown up stuff – might change my mind once the bills role in though!

 

 

January 3rd – Dancing Trucks and Wine

1999: Mummy awoke to me tap dancing on her bedroom floor (currently void of carpet so it makes a truly authentic noise).  Honestly performers get paid mega bucks for doing this and appreciation shown in standing ovations.  You would think mum would be grateful to get this for free without having to even travel anywhere!  Some people are so ungrateful.  Uncle Terry bought me a blow up Teletubbies tent for Christmas, which, unfortunately for mummy I want put up every day.  Still it only takes 15 minutes to pump up by hand.  Only problem is (apart from Mummy being Knackered and unable to play for the rest of the day) the pump nozzle is too big and has stretched the hole so the stopper now doesn’t fit.  Hopefully a Winnie the Poo plaster will fix it!  Talking of poo – Mum I need one.  I actually did it on the toilet today – usually I tell mummy when it’s in the leg of my pyjama’s or trousers. Well bless her; I guess she deserves a break every now and again.  Afterwards I got dressed and then I played with my new, big truck (a Christmas pressie from Mummy’s friend Dev).  Once Mum was dressed she started down the stairs and said “come on Jack you’re going to Daddy’s today”.  I said “truck” and she said I could bring it down and take it with me.  This conversation was repeated 4 times, with me staying static, before mum realised that what I was actually saying was “stuck”.  My sock was caught on the bare gripper of her bedroom.  I eventually got off to Daddy’s – minus gripper and had a lovely day.  When I got home mummy and I had fizz.  I had straight lemonade and mummy had wine with hers.  We were sat watching T.V., my drink was so tasty I gulped it down before mum realised that I was actually drinking hers! Mmm.  That was nice.  Should sleep well tonight.

2019:

Still playing with trucks – have one parked outside full of loft insulation waiting for me to get back into after the festive hols. Meanwhile, just to keep me amused, I’m driving lots of different vehicles on X-box as I am now legally old enough to play GTA and too old to be restricted and grounded so now mums the one who’s stuck! (and so were the conservatory doors tonight when mum somehow accidentally managed to perfectly line up a box lid to prevent the slide – she couldn’t have done it if she’d actually tried!) Check out ditzydotcom