I, Nicholas Avenell, being of over-stressed mind and ‘flu ridden body, do hereby and with this document update my website thusly.
This isn’t fair. I never get ill. yet I remain shivering, and with a horrible sore thoat that leaves me feeling like I’ve been singing solos for hours without water. I don’t deal well with being ill.
A summery of my day so far, using my attempt to cook dinner as an example:
A diagram of my cooker, for referance (Side view):
| | <--The Oven
- I turn on the grill
- I play a level of Sheep
- I realise that I left a loaf of bread in a plastic bag on top of said grill.
- I lift said bag, to discover it has melted and printed “Tesco” all over my cooker. *sigh*
- No, it doesn’t come off
- Yes, the plastic did.
- So I decide to fry some chicken.
- The fire alarm goes off.
- I give up and get take out.
On the other hand, I bought Sheep. Which I really shouldn’t have done. Oh well. Back to playing the games…