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| One Throws a Sickie | |
| By Talisker | ||||||||
| 27 October 2006 | ||||||||
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We've all done it! “Philip! Philip! Wake up will you” “What? What? What on earth is it Liz? It’s still bloody pitch dark, go to sleep!” “Haaaaaawooooooorrrprrrrrrrrrrrr” “Philip! You’re snoring again! Waken up, one commands you!” “For crying out loud, Lizzie! What is it!” “Philip, darling? My little cuddly corgi pup, my little Battenberg cake” “Oh, what is it then Liz, you’re obviously after something!” “Philip, I don’t want to go to work today. Listen to that weather out there” “Fine Liz, you’re the Queen. You can do what the hell you like, now let me sleep!” “Philip, will you phone the office for me?” “Phone them yourself, I did it for you yesterday. Or get one of the staff to do it. Honestly Liz!” “It was only a visit to that ghastly Arsenal football team. You know I’m a Chelsea supporter!” “Oh yes!, You and that Russian Jew are as thick as thieves, I think you fancy him” “Don’t be ridiculous! Roman’s half my age. He is lovely though. He said we could borrow his yacht” “Hmmm. Suppose that’s worth something. I’m not sailing in that Calmac ferry again” “Please phone the office Phil, its Friday, everybody knows there’s no point going back in on a Friday” “Tut tut! some example you are to the Great British worker, Liz. You’re turning into a lazy mare!” “Well I am eighty years old, Phil” “Yes, and I’m bloody eighty-five! Now give it a break woman, let me go back to sleep!” “It’s just a little phone call Philip. C’mon, my little Greek God” “Oh, well ok then. If it’s the only way I’ll get any sleep!” ring, ring, ring “Hello, hello, its Phil here, Liz’s husband. She’s not coming in again today. Errr, no I don’t think she has a doctor’s line – its just err diaaaa, loose errrr, tummy hmmm, hema errr, a sore back! She’ll probably be back in on Monday. Yes, she knows it’s her appraisal on Monday. Ok I’ll tell her you we’re asking after her. Yes I know she should call herself, but her throat’s a bit sore too. Ok, cheerio.” “Oh, thanks Phil! You are my cuddly little corgi! Now go and get me some breakfast”
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