Fat little bastid was holding up the queue. I needed my medication ASAP.

If I sit or stand, the nasal congestion is greatly reduced. Lie down, then it's "find another tea-towel" as handkerchiefs are simply inadequate.

Stupid child in the pharmacy. Wanted to buy three chocolate bars priced CLEARLY at $0.69. Couldn't work out how much he needed. Git.

Wednesday & Thursday I could barely walk at all, such was the hip pain. In desperation I took some anti-gout anti-inflammatories and now, late Sat afternoon, it's mostly OK, very little pain.

Sleep elusive. Major nasal congestion. Irritated tonsils. But I'm too cold to get out of bed.

6°C outside. But it feels about 17 fuckloads colder.

It's cold today. So I've bought an electric blanket for the single bed in the spare bedroom - cheaper than running a heater and a more intimate form of warmth.

I need to keep the dressing on the most severely cut finger for at least two more days, unless the wound starts weeping again.

A YouTube channel that deals with historical re-enactment and food in the past has been accused of relaying a subtle political message because on July 3 the channel posted a video on how to make an 18-century dessert called an "orange fool."
The presenter is angry about the intrusion of modern politics. They'd never intended a Trump joke.

Made another online medical appointment to have my gashed fingers checked, it's been almost a week since the slice & dice attempt. I'm not satisfied with the progress of the knuckle cut - I just changed the dressing & it still looks a tad nasty. Hurts a bit, too.