Back in January I took part in an experiment that involved keeping a note of the colour of my water.
Since then I’ve had a passing interest in the colour of the water that I’m passing. Not obsessive or anything.. just an interest.
Well, sod me I damn near passed out with fright this morning. I don’t know what shade it would be on the Dulux colour chart but “crimson” is about the best word I can find to describe it! That or “for-f’s-sake-it-shouln’t-be-that-colour red”
Hells teeth I didn’t know who I should call first – a doctor or, in a strange and sudden vanishing of my atheist principles, a priest!
The icy cold grip of fear was clutching my heart all the way back to my desk from the cludgie… “God help me, my insides were turning to liquid and finding the quickest way out”..
The it slowly dawned on me…. Last nights tea.
Braised Beetroot Salad.
Very tasty but not worth it for the fear factor!