Cold turkey on the ibuprofen.
Literally everyfeckingthing hurts, and not in a good way.
But, looking on the bright side as ever, at least I got the washing done yesterday evening.
I'm sat here watching the swallows/swifts/house martins/whatever the feck they are busily swooping up and down the line of the canal building up fat from their imminent long journey to Africa.
Literally everyfeckingthing hurts, and not in a good way.
But, looking on the bright side as ever, at least I got the washing done yesterday evening.
I'm sat here watching the swallows/swifts/house martins/whatever the feck they are busily swooping up and down the line of the canal building up fat from their imminent long journey to Africa.
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