A tsunami of irritation
And for those of you thinking; "He's got some neck...", I have!
As I sit in the new Office chair, which Evri eventually found after a fortnight, I am typing on the keyboard attached to the old steam-driven laptop, which has to stop occasionally because it is suffering from some form of Long Covid.
My thumb somehow acquired a small paper snick, which, every tenth action, opens up and bleeds. The small plaster attached…




