The bad day at black rock

[If anyone is reading this, not coming from Graf's post, this post follows on from a comment, so is not a stand-alone post in itself.]

The scene is home.

This scene did happen once a quarter each year but I remember this particular one most.

It is a summers day and I am home late from school as I was playing rounders for the school team. My dad opens the door, which I note is strange as he is rarely home from work before me. He beckons me in and says my sister has thrown up over the kitchen net curtains.

I immediately hear the commotion in the kitchen. My sister is making loads of noise and shouting. My mum is shouting at my sister to just drink the Pripsin and stop making a fuss. She has no choice. (Pripsin is a worming medicine and bloody hell, I can smell the rancid stuff just typing this!)

My father is saying "come in, dont make a fuss." Not sure what he is feeling. Maybe angry at my sister for making such a fuss. He is also telling me to go in and just take the medicine.

My mother is shouting and angry at my sister for vomiting the purple medicine over the net curtains. She is telling my sister to just do what she is told.

My sister is feeling defiant. She is doing everything she can to not take the medicine. She is maybe angry too.

I dont know what my brother is feeling. He is not saying anything either as, as usual he is no-where to be seen; I assume he is in his room. I ask and am told he has already taken the Pripsin.

I was feeling happy from playing sport at school. The minute the door opens I sense the atmosphere. I am now feeling scared. I have a horrible stirring in the pit of my stomach. I say nothing. I just want not to be here.

I was wanting that everything and everyone would just go away. I am wishing this isnt happening. I hate it. Wanting it not to happen.

My sister wanted it to go away.
My parents wanted us to drink the Pripsin with no fuss.

Spotted this tonight

A bloody big lump. No pain.

Philadephia

Tom Hanks well deserved his Oscar for his performance in this film.

Just watched a re-run tonight and cried my eyes out.

We are all made of ticky tacky and we're all just the same

Swiss Toilet

I know, I know. I really cant believe that I took a picture of a toilet, never alone posted it here!!

I was horrified after I had took it, that I could do such a thing. It is from the hotel room in Geneva. I took one look at it and though - where is the seat? But no fixings for one. Luckily I have a big arse so I didn't fall into it. Though I certainly didn't nestle on it with a good book!

Swiss Duck

At the edge of Lake Geneva.

And still no orange sauce Lynn ;-)

Spanish Duck

Continuing my series on ducks from around the world, I took this today in Seville...

My comic Strip