Heh! Thank you for humouring my errors. My big problem is that I have a massive pain threshold (being a bear of little brain). So when I shattered my right navicular years ago and the hospital failed to notice that one bone was in eight pieces, I hopped around with a bandage for a week thinking "there is no way that's a fucking sprain ..." Of course, an 11-year-old friend of mine was having her brain tumour removed that week, so I was busy on hospital visits and mother and sibling cheering, and I still say that was more important. It never rains ...

I now have LOTS of writing time for the next few weeks ... yeah, that rain thing ...