When I worked in the psych ward about a hundred years ago we had an old man in with that (only a few years older than I am now!). He was on a hunger strike demanding an operation to fix it, but gave up about 5 or 6 days in, which was when his arm came back, but not before breaking my nose. In lieu of an apology he said, "Sonny, by the time you're my age you'll do lots of stupid things."

And have you?

Had to look that up...seems to have several names and not just day of the week.

Wishing you a speedy recovery.

Thank you - luckily it doesn't hurt yet! I suppose the silver lining in all this is I don't have to stay up really late tonight or get up early tomorrow

Of course! That was 45 years ago (not 100) and opportunities still pop up.

My Kobo has died

R.I.P.

Coming home from work last night with the car on Marine Dr, some sort of metal thing was in the road (could not see it from the car) but it punctured the tire.

So much fun putting the spare tire on at 1am after 12 hour shift... Not...

Hopefully this time the tire can be repaired, tire is only like 3 months old.

This just landed on my face.

Oh I had a pet one of those when I was a kid, most boring pet ever. And I was constantly losing it in the privet bushes in the front garden!! All because my Mum refused to get a dog!

I used to have half a dozen in a sweetie jar. Left them at my uncle's after a holiday. I expect they were released into the wilds of Lincolnshire. None of them ever leapt unexpectedly onto my face though.

Mine were so slow I can't imagine them doing anything unexpectedly, let along jumping!!

Nice nails.

Unfortunately mine were full of horse crap when I was 14.

Tire cannot be fixed.

Tires have been an issue this year.ha ha. Year of the tire.