oh I’m there alright. and here too. nursemyra is peeking around every corner
and I’d love to send all you surfers some waves but this part of the world is pretty flat. though I did think for a moment this afternoon that I was about to witness a tsunami.freak weather conditions *eek*
Egads! I just return from my travels, and you have just departed. I fear I do not know what I shall do to get my regular fix of hospital-based smut now. I shall have to venture down to my local ward, and expose myself to the nurses, I suppose.
ok it’s the next day and I’m fully clothed again though I’ve just seen a group of local Hue children on tv practising alexander’s ragtime band which makes me think maybe I’m still asleep so I’d better not leave the hotel just yet
During my recent gallivant around the UK and nether regions of France, I was sustained in the knowledge that, on my return, I would be able to wander the corridors of the Gimcrack again, and see life in all its wonderful morning gory.
Alas, I find you are departed! I do trust you enjoy your WELL-EARNED BREAK, nursemyra, although I realise it is something of a busman’s holiday for you. Bill’s waiting for your return with an eager anticipation bordering on err… obsession.
I’m not in the same league as your poetic fans, I’m afraid, but I asked my old pal Tommy Hamburger to have a stab at eulogising for me:
Oh, how we ache for her tender, blushing touch
The sly entendres, that always promise such
Can the days pass soon enough, ’til she is here?
A conspiracy of passion, a brimming chest of sheer
Accept no substitute: nursemyra is just so
Beguiling, tantalising – a woman with no
I can’t pretend to know what it’s supposed to mean. But do hurry home, nursemyra.
nursemyra is ready for a return tomorrow to the working portion of her travels. organising transport had proved to be rather difficult but with the promise of “three dimensional reclining seats” and assurance that “you will have time for shouting at the shouting range” I shall sleep easy tonight.