With a sense of guilty abandonment I realise that it has been eleven days since my last post. Dreadful. Today was to be the day of rectifying, but no. I have several thoughts that I started to write about, but the dead arm caused by this morning's tetanus shot is my excuse. So, I will instead leave you with a little joke.
Q: Why did the mechanic sleep under his car? A: So that he could get up oily in the morning.
(it's the joke from Mum's xmas cracker. Go on, I know you laughed)