the phrase "lipstick on a pig" has always inspired a deep sadness in me. I think of the pig, looking forward to her big night out, and I bring myself to the verge of tears.
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Anyone in my parents house at bedtime gets a cup of tea and a forehead kiss from my dad.
My brothers punk band is sleeping on the living room floor for a few nights to play a festival.
They are confused but accepting of this tradition.
Thanks for your critique, Janet. We actually tried a couple of episodes where House (Hugh Laurie) (please put the brackets in the right place) gets it right first time, but they were only 6 minutes long. NBC weren’t happy. Then we tried some where House never gets it right and the patient dies. The audience wasn’t happy.
One could apply your trenchant analysis to other art forms: JS Bach wrote 30 Goldberg variations on the same chord structure; Frida Kahlo painted 50 portraits of herself; Henry Moore, what??
The point is, or was, variations on a theme; if all you see is hospital, medical blah blah, then it wasn’t meant for you.
Nonetheless, I look forward to your first novel!
…so why haven’t you. plenty of babies and children are currently up for adoption, and instead of adopting them you’ve opted to virtue signal in a way that dog piles on a young couple for making the smartest decision for themselves and their potential baby.
bringing a child into the world that you knowingly cannot care for is infinitely worse than whatever you people (delusionally) think of abortion. enough.