Forgot to mention that I shut a car door on my thumb last week. I stood looking at it for a few seconds before happily realising that I could open the door with my other hand. Self-restraint was the order of the day because grandchildren were near. Anyway, the said digit turned into a comedy thumb after a few days so a visit to the nurse was required. Turned out that I needed antibiotics for an infection. Our local post office person gave me the sticker.
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The life and thoughts of Freda Marshall, a retired Church of Scotland minister living amongst the mountains and glens of Argyll.Pages