Bits

In an unprecedented example of medical competence, Dr Maim seems to have given me a prescription that works, thereby implying a correct diagnosis. This may not be news on anybody else's journal, but it's headline stuff on mine. Perhaps I should drop him a congratulatory card. The revelation of psoriasis still surprises me (my mother refuses to believe it and has cheerfully diagnosed me with shingles instead) but I suppose it explains my lifelong misery of winter jumpers. I thought we all got that.


Other stuff has happened, some of it trivial, some of it not.


( a darling woman )

( Death )

With thanks to steve_c