What is the onomatopaeic sound of a sore throat?
I ask because I've got it. I've got the sick. If I were writing this phonetically it would sound like this:
"I've godd de sick. By throad is all swoahden up an dit's hard to swaddow. I hab a fad tongue! Id feels like subwund pud a razor inside by deck and scraybed id ub and down. "
So no work today.
Instead, I'm joining in with Tinniegirl's week of Loot, Glorious Loot, and today I'm showing off the marvellous buttons I got at Camberwell market on the weekend (where I also got the spectacular blood box. Oh how I love you, my beautiful blood box.)
These buttons are fabulous, they're all bigger than a 20cent piece - which makes them the perfect size for eyes on my soft toys. And what amazing colours! Have I mentioned lately how much I love colours? Colourful buttons rock.
Looking closely, you'll see two tiny black ones at the front with diamantes in the centre. They remind me of diamonds set in jet, one of my favourite jewellery settings. These two lovelies came from CravingsFrocks at the Thornubury market on Saturday. They're beautiful, and they're my favourite.
See also the benzoic acid apothecary jar I mentioned a couple of posts back? I love this jar too.
Right now though, it's time to go back to bed.
As a parting gesture, here is a photo of Grimth the devil cat enjoying my blood box as well.
See, it has a very broad appeal - not just to me and my weird obsession.