OK, so we’d had a big week, it was late and we were very, very tired – however that still doesn’t explain why Jill absent mindedly muttered …
“I wonder what my head would feel like if I couldn’t feel myself touching it?”
Shaking my head in disbelief and horror, I offered my head for her journey of discovery, only for her to look at me in disgust and reply …
“No, I want to feel what MY head feels like”.
Judging by this exchange, I’d say the answer would be a block of very thick wood.
Jillyism Quote: November 22nd …
November 25, 2009 by jillyismSo one morning I announced to my wife that our cat, Rosie, had woken me up by shouting in my ear.
“What did she say?” said Jill, all excited with her heart melting.
Looking at my wife with confusion in my eyes I replied, “Meow.”.
She scrunched up her face, turned over started muttering to herself, which – funnily enough – is exactly what I did too.
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