I keep forgetting; I must not multitask. I did it this morning, trying to pull a handkerchief out of my dressing gown pocket while turning. Result, sprawling on my side on the floor. Nothing broken, merely shaken. Two cheerful strong ambulance men appeared to pull me to my feet. Damn! Confidence lowered.
Lovely summer sunshine. At long last.
James Brown’s 2024 NZ cricket poem
3 days ago
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