I have spent my afternoon at the Pain Clinic in town, at our local hospital, and so have nothing to say about life apart from that if I ever mention going again, please remind me not to. I have no words for the misery it was. I cried on the theatre table.
As I had an inkling that I would be incapable of much afterwards, I asked my friend, Mandy, if I could show you her film that she took on her way home from work. I think it is brilliant.
And now I am going back to live under my rock. Normal service will be resumed shortly. I need a pet crow. Think how useful it could be.