I went to see the dermatologist again today seeing as I appear to have a touch of the bubonic plague again. As the doctor explained how I managed to catch it again, with details from stress to my coil, she also told me to stay out of the sun. This would be fine if the weather forecast was predicting snow, but that’s hardly likely in these tropical climes. It is supposed to creep back up to 27°C tomorrow and 30°C the next day which makes it very difficult to stay indoors.
Tatiana went to the coast on Monday with her boyfriend and only put sun cream on her face and shoulders – which was an idiotic thing to do, especially when at the sea. Her stomach now glows in the dark and she looks like an extremely successful candidate should she wish to take up a career as a red traffic light.
I mentioned my love of the sun to the doctor today and she was incredibly understanding.
I was prescribed a paper bag.
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That bubonic plague can be a real pain can’t it?
Know how you feel: my hands got burned about ten years ago in June, and I had to stay out of the sun too, at least for a whole year. It was a long hot summer then. But I also had to travel abroad to warm countries a lot for work.
I spent all of my time running from one shaded place to another.
I have the misfortune of being light of hair which makes the sun my enemy. But I can’t help it, it is my enemy but I do like sitting in the sun. Ours is a forbidden love.
A paper bag will stop the twat kissing you, if he hasn’t already!