I have jiggered my back. I hobble about like a hunch-back, or a bandy legged cowboy. I'm not doing anything but whingeing and watching rubbish telly. There's plenty of paper work stuff I could be doing, but like a spoilt child I would rather be playing out getting mucky. I sit & sigh.
I don't like me when I'm in pain & useless - I'm ugly when confined in these metal walls.
I did however manage to write a tale for Micro-Horror’s Halloween competition. It's here:http://www.microhorror.com/microhorror/author/caroline-robinson/samhain-2/
But apart from that I’ve not done much except watch rain lash against the windows.
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