Of errant earrings, complications & why I have a soft spot for sheep…

So I write, apple on lap, sitting in the waiting room of an x-ray clinic, waiting to see if the back of my earring is stuck inside my ear and if so, whether it can be removed. This is off the back of being harangued by a passing car in a way I haven’t been for years, now that I’m in the upper end of … Continue reading Of errant earrings, complications & why I have a soft spot for sheep…