The Man With A Long Chin's Diary


Having Fever


11 August 1994 - HAVING FEVER

I've had an awful week. Last Thursday, my chiropodopolists was stormed by peasants demanding bread, peace and land and lamb.

They only went away because I feigned a particular illness. This one: Fever.

12 August 1994 - HAVING FEVER

This terrible malaise is really beginning to make me laugh.

My throat is like the inside of a cabin, and my lungs are lined with myrrh.

And my eyes - would it be funny if they filled with slops?

13 August 1994 - HAVING FEVER

I went to the doctor, and guess what he told me, guess what he told me?

He said I've got a disease, and have to be placed in an isolation ward at 7.30pm tomorrow.

It's only down the road.

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