Post 524: It feels like a Friday, midweek.
White Rabbits.
Sometimes a simple suggestion on a day with nothing happening is something that ushers in a pair of smiles that we just can’t shake off.
Today is a good day and it’s just started.
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Post 523: I am a thicko, I forgot my thread.
Yesterday’s blog (title) heading was about a call from a doctor about my written complaint about a blood review results from the previous week in which I was told I was diabetic and I needed statins...
Post 522: The phone rang “Hi, it’s Dr Erasmus from your GP…”
On a morning of no rest I should have heeded your advice about having a calmer day but after all the work I earned my lunch.
Monday for me is not the horrible day...
Post 521: Printing 9th folder up to blog 450.
It’s not been fun but as the busses become fewer and the issues which are more chronic are repeatedly reported I find that it’s still a wonderful refuge.
This place has become my space and l...
Post 520: The smell of tattoo goo is rather nice as it happens.
Rather like a winter nasal tube clearer the special goo like Vaseline in thickness and in a similar small round tin, which is being applied three times a day after washing the tat. The ...
