Wednesday 17 January 2007

"AH DUNNO!" - Wednesday 17th

anticant has to go to hospital today for scans.

ben will open the Snug.

The Beadle will keep an eye on the spoons.

14 comments:

zola a social thing said...

Hope all goes well with your scan me Anticant : You are not pregnant are you?
Just imagine a second Anticant.
Actually that would be great.

anticant said...

No, they just want to check that my brain isn't going soft - though judging from some of the goings-on here, they may be too late....

Anonymous said...

zola, I found the second one yesterday...

I don't if it's possible to have fun in a hospital, anticant, but I wish it anyway.

anticant said...

Fact is, Szwagier, I'm arranging for cloning, as after my recent experiences here I have concluded there is safety in numbers.

Anonymous said...

The scan will never be able to show what we all come back here for. Keep well, AC.

zola a social thing said...

It's the Sin Silly.

zola a social thing said...

Anticant having fun in the hospice?
Whatever next.
Big breasted nurses giving him a scan as Anticant is blinded by the light?
Get behind me Satan.

anticant said...

Do get it into your woolly head, Zola dear, that anticant was never turned on by big boobs - quite the opposite!

Alas, anticant is no longer turned on by any "bits and pieces" these days. He still loves people of whom he has fond memories of special moments with, though. Emotion recollected in tranquillity, as Wordsworth said.

zola a social thing said...

Just William I presume.

Richard W. Symonds said...

Your brain is going "soft", anticant (Comment 2)

Anonymous said...

How tedious - hope everything is just fine and that you get the hell out of there in time for tea with us!

anticant said...

A wild goose chase, dear lavender - they decided that they want to do another type of scan, so re-booked the appointemnt for next month. Just two long taxi rides and another three hours wasted for nothing. The story of my life......

Anonymous said...

Anticant.that really is grim........
Sorry to hear it, soul destroying.
So, relax if you can, and just to soothe your furrowed brow, we are all still here for you and have managed to nick the spoons from under the Beadle's truffle-hound of a nose.......

zola a social thing said...

Also nicked you last brandy mince pie ... he he he hic