Loose thoughts

I cut my finger yesterday, on a can of cat food (yuck!). The cut is on my right hand (yes, look at your hand), the ring finger, beside the nail, facing the little finger. Who would have thought that you used that surface of your finger so often! Not me. Not until now. In the past five minutes I have grimaced in pain twice due to unintentional contact between that cut finger and other, less forgiving surfaces. Ouch!

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Isn’t it disconcerting when you are walking along and see someone who looks really, really familiar. You think to yourself, Wow! That’s Joe Bloggs! Until you realise that you haven’t seen Joe Bloggs for 15 years, and there is NO WAY that he could still be 20, so this must be someone else entirely.