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It’s not vomiting, it’s posseting

Sunday, February 15th, 2009

That’s what we’ve learnt, anyway. Which means that at 2am the other morning, I was sitting in a warm puddle of, er, posset? Nice.

It’s good to have the right vocabulary to describe these things. I had carefully arranged a muslin square on my shoulder, and was in the middle of winding Cillian when bleuuuurgh, there was a warm, wet explosion down my back. He has the uncanny knack of completely missing whatever you have arranged to catch his expulsions. Until I could manoueuvre him, and hand him to Ka, I just had to sit in a warm puddle. Lovely little fellah

Which means… we’ve got the real vomit to look forward to.