Last night I went out riding on buses, got back, tried to eat something, not hungry, tried to rearrange my pillows so I could sleep better but I think that was counterproductive, I slept but my neck was a bit out this morning, so I started breakfasting on painkillers and realised that wasn't good for me, so I had some tea and toast as well.
I am tired and not walking well, but one of my neighbours said it would help my knee if I bandaged it, so I did.
The former name of this blog and the name of it's sister blog are to do with my sense of humour, which I hope to keep to the end, which appears to be ever more rapidly approaching. At least I laughed, and I laughed at the people who were destroying me. Don't forget that.