At the doctor's I got the locum again, she gave me the depression text . "Seriously Depressed" as per usual.I also seem to have blephritis, which she noticed without my even taking my lasses off. Jeez another deformity, and caused my my weight loss, the drooping flesh on my haggard phiz pulling on my eyelids. strange that I missed that, but my eyes have been itching. My bloods were OK, and my BP medications has been halved though. so wayhey
I've also been referrred at last to the rheumaticy department for me arthur-itis, and to try and get a diagnois for my fibromyalgia, MS or whatever it is that makes me such a droopy person. Not much can be done about it, but it's good to actually know what's ailing you. I've been like this since my 30's, and it seems to be getting worse...
As for R and her black people's food, I wish I could say she is unique. My business partner spent some time in Texas for work and as well as marvelling at her ability to find Denzel Washington hot ("but he's blaaaack!"), they also refused to take her to a bagel shop. ("We don't eat THAT kind of food.") Not that I'm suggesting all Texans are horrifically racist, but those ones certainly were.
Neil! I hear him on the World Service. What a voice. Where else could he have ended up but radio?