12.04.2007 20:51 - Weak Stomach? Did You See How Far It Went?
I didn't have the best Bank Holiday Monday, thanks to a slight bout of food poisoning.
Her Maj didn't seem to think it was *that* important, and insisted on visiting friends in Bonn.
I sat there looking rather gray round the gills, and her friends remarked upon my paleness.
I excused myself to go and throw up in their downstairs toilet. Which finally got Her Maj's attention. By which time, of course, it was too late.
I was sick in a hedge on the way home. Unfortunately we happened to be passing the hedge at considerable speed. Her Maj was lucky, I later told her, that I had managed to get the window down in time. She complained that I should have told her to stop. Oh yeah? If I'd have done that, my mouth would have been pointing in a direction 180 degrees opposite from the passenger window. I don't think she would have been very pleased.
I don't think the two cyclists we passed were very pleased, either.