Everyone's talking about the poor traffic warden getting brained by a motorcycle helmet ('serious but stable') on rather posh Northcote Road! Criminy...
I may try to get to that PC World that's a bus ride away, but dunno if my joints and back will allow. Really, really hope the doctor will give me some painkillers that work, tomorrow.
Lotsa screaming conflict on BIG BROTHER last night. Billi must go, but he does provoke the fearsome Charley to ever more Wrath of Goddish foam-flecked furies, which make fine viewing.
Once again, thank you to everyone who has offered/provided gifts and cards,etc. in memory of Wotan. I still don't even know exactly how much I'm going to have to cough up. The vets sensitively have delayed sending the bill, but it's got to be massive, and the insurance has weasled out of paying ANY of it, despite extorting premiums of nearly £500 a year from me, in the last few years that I've actually had to start making claims. Mumble...I've probably written all this before, but my brain is Panadol-fuzzy,although my feckin' carcass doesn't hurt any less.
I've been doing a few 'automatic drawings' with my eyes shut. They are peculiar. I'm reading MOAB IS MY WASHPOT. It is amusing.