Loose screw

It's official - I have a screw loose.

It's in me leg though, not me head. An op I had a few years back has come back to haunt me.

This means elevating it and using my hands more to help me get around. So hands are complaining.

Not to mention a potential house move on the cards. Lots to tell. And I am a horder that will need some prising out of my nest here. Lots to do.

Soz to all I owe e-mail to - I'll try and be in touch soon.

To be honest I am also sulking cos of all this. The words 'chocolate' and 'teapot' spring to mind. Damn my messy house. Never again. I will file and sort and sell and become... minimalist. Except for books.

Hopefully Fangworld will resume normal service soon.

In the meantime, I recommend Robert Rankin's Brentford Trilogy.