GOOD TIMING
Added 2017-12-16 15:16:20 +0000 UTCHallo beautiful patreonites. In response to various lovely emails asking me to share some of my behind the scenes glamour I will tell you about my last few days of top notch fun.
WHAT FUN!
This is why I don’t take holidays.
(TLDR: first world problems/ third world problems with first world medical support)
I managed to scrape up some time and money to fly myself to Geneva to meet my friend’s new baby and help them with basic carpentry and babysitting skills to fit up their gorgeous old world chalets for Airbnb. Yeah, I have some fancy friends.
I landed, met the excellent baby (truly an excellent baby) and then went for a lovely walk up to the shops in the snow past a burbling alpine river and through some properly gorgeous snow draped mountain forest trails to buy groceries for the team, and then upon getting home promptly collapsed for 48 hours of delirious bed soaking fever and coughing like a flipping Louisa May Alcott consumptive.
I mean if you’re going to be insanely sick it might as well be in an archaic mountain chalet with winding staircases and lovely views.
Normally when I’m sick, I tend to fight viciously against good “stay in bed” advice, but this time, “getting out of bed” for things like “going to the toilet” was a genuinely difficult task. I think I was awake for about 5 hours of that time. So I guess I caught up on sleep? Which is a bonus.
Now I feel just normal-sick except my recovery day has involved losing all my fluids through every possible exit channel (BECAUSE WHO NEEDS FLUIDS ON THE INSIDE) and being completely useless for both home renovation and babysitting except waving and coughing weakly at the baby from the other side of the room and getting full of rage at people on Twitter.
I fly out tomorrow and should be better enough to go to rehearsal for Andy Zaltzman’s show which is starting at the Soho theatre Monday night, and in which I will be playing various bit parts.
I have been sharing pretty pictures of the nice mountains on Instagram etc, which just goes to prove that you can’t trust social media at all.
HOLIDAYS!
What’s the biggest disjunct you’ve had between your private life and social media life?
