Disclaimer: Three Mexican Stereotypes are included in this post
(Only two are my fault)
A couple of things have happened in the last couple of weeks. You may have noticed I’ve not been posting as much. But it annoys me when bloggers blog about not posting as much, and why. So I won’t on the whole, go there. Thanks to those who contacted me to check that I wasn’t trapped under something heavy or kidnapped by banditos, anyway.
But one of those things that has happened in the last week or so is worth mentioning. Meeester had a sporting accident. A sporting accident which had him off work and by my side here in Misssy M HQ, also known as the House of the Flying Martinis. Also known as my office, during business hours.
Meeester has been asking me why I’ve not been writing about his sporting accident on the Misssives. So here it is. He will love that I have referred to his injury as “a sporting accident.”
Meeester and my sister, Misssy A, are keen badminton players. Misssy A seems to be content with playing every Monday night and thrashing the local competition roundly with the minimum of fuss. Meeester however, will take every chance to play badminton that is offered to him, and given that he is chums with the PE teacher at his school, those opportunities seem to be every break and lunchtime of every single day. He has been known to stand looking at his reflection in a mirror with his badminton racket, practicing moves. Cynics would say this has more to do with admiration than tactics.
Those cynics would be right.
It was only a matter of time before pride came before a fall. And as my sister put it, Meeester is the only person who lunges for shuttlecocks like former Scotland goalkeeper and national bespectacled (stop it....!) hero, Jim Leighton.
One ripped calf muscle later and Meeester was be-crutched and housebound signed off by the doctor for a week. Day one, he was immobile, day two he was shuffly but now able to interfere in Misssy’s working day, Day Three he was pottering about the house with my Papa’s old walking stick pretending to be my Mexican maid, Concepciόn.
“Meeesus M, I clean your computer. Eeet clean now.” he’d say, brandishing a duster.
“Meeesus M, I read your book... “ he’d say, hovering over me, “I like eet. I make few changes. Hope you no mind....Make hero Mexican. Eet better now...”
By Thursday Meeester is back at work, with walking stick. Securely wedged where sun don’t shine.
The badminton world weeps for its loss.
Many thanks to all of you who gave me your comments on your favourite Christmas films on the previous post, by the way. What an overwhelming response! Anyone would have thought you were forced. Oh, that's right...you were.
If you've yet to comment, you can still do it- all opinions count. Some quite surprising films have made it in there....go here to make your views known. And listen out on the 21st December for the results on the radio.
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19 comments:
Poor Meeester - pass on the Broons get well wishes to the sporting master himself xxx
Would you believe I've twice in my life been referred to as Mexican?
I'm from Cork for the love of Jehova.
Insch Stalker: I will pass your best wishes on, my lovely.
XBox: Maybe you have the look of a young Zapata, without the moustache. Still Mexico is the home of the world's most beautiful man, actor, Gael Garcia Bernal. It could be worse.
Oh no, it's not fun to have a sick or injured man cluttering up the hallway... I'm not surprised that the cane ended up where it did... but I hope he gets better soon.
Sx
P.S could be worse, you could have a self-combusting dwarf wandering around...
"pottering about the house"
American's think they have the market on everthing, I LOVE your dialect (if that's the correct observation) enjoy reading you immensely (sp??)
The badminton world's loss is a Misssives gain because the maid is a riot.
Sending him many well wishes and you many yummy martinis
Men! Why can't they crawl into some cave and lick their wounds like males in the animal kingdom do instead of flaunting their new weakness and vulnerability all up in your face, leaving themselves open to any and all predatorial instincts their mates and others in the kingdom might have? Also, I'm most frightfully interested in the Christmas movie results, but can't get Radio Free Europe on my short-wave, so could you see your way clear to perhaps emailing me the results? If it's not too much trouble and you have a spare moment? I won't tell anyone. urbanpedestrian@gmail.com Thank you
Scarlett: I tell you a man in crutches may just be the type of sinister character we need to off those pesky dwarves. (And if no-one understands why Scarlett and I are obsessing over dwarves then you'll have to go over to Burning Lines ((see sidebar)) to find out).
Amanda: Such kind words. "Pottering" is the tip of the "iceberg of twee" in my vocabulary.
Natasha: Meeester/Concepcion says, "I like her. She ni-ice lady."
XUP: Re the Christmas results. No need for wireless- you can listen both live and on the podcast after the broadcast on the internet. On the day of the broadcast I will do a post that has the links to the original 106 website. But they are on the sidebar now- just look at the "Misssy on the radio" section of the sidebar.
The broadcast will include a full discussion on the films chosen and many facts and trivia about each of the films. So worth a listen.
XUP: by the way I've voted for you twice- good luck
Dare I ask that having Meeester as your er, helpless slave for this period led to extended bouts of hide the shuttlecock, or is this too bold a question to ask a Scot?
Emma: Oh, you are learning a lot about Scots...
So, let me get this straight. You had Meeester CLEANING whilst he was lame?
I can empathise with both of you!! I'm currently hobbling about with a stick (which has been surprisingly useful in the 'poking people that annoy me' department) as a result of torn ligaments in my ankle so I do wish Meeester a speedy recovery. However, I too work from home and when your not used to having husband around during work time..well, they do drive you slightly bonkers!! When Chris is at home.....if he's not moaning about being ill then he's trying to be helpful and I truly don't know which of the two is the more irritating!!
C x
lol i seen meester with the walkin stick the old man thing suited him lol...
its not a laughin matter especialy for u that had to put up with him lol xx
Alex: I didn't make him- it was all part of his character!
Carol: I thought the Bangkok demonstrations were peaceful- what were you doing?
Suze: He was loving the attention with that stick.
LOL Misssy....I fell off a pavement!!
C x
1. I have not been commenting on anyone's blog for months because of reason 9 in your previous blog.
2. I have moved
3. As a fellow person who works at home I can truly appreciate the sheer terrifying angst involved in having one's workshop invaded by meesters with man flu or - worse - on holiday.
4. I need to buy a walking stick.
kiss kiss kiss
Taex: Aw darling- you've had a shit time. Miss you on the Misssives. There's a wee invite for you on facebook if you can make it- would be lovely to see you...
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