Sick, sick, sick

For almost three weeks John has had a stomach complaint which started off with drinking milk that was off (didn't notice as he puts in alot of pink Quik). Consequently our weekends have been very quiet. I did go for lunch to Sizzlers with the Greenacre ladies on Saturday. I have'nt been for years and years since when there were many of the resturants and now only about half a dozen in NSW left. The main thing was to get together and talk and food was of second importance. At work I was told by a customer that she wanted to be served by a man as they think better and are easier to deal with. This was said at the top of her voice and then as she was leaving she in a huff, said, women should be at home making apple pies. Again there was a lot of laughter among the other customers.