No, not my mind or my threads. After sleepless nights, an inability to laugh without pain, some self diagnosis on the internet and a call to a helpful GP, it seems I have a cracked rib, in addition to the cut eyebrow. Not a lot to do about it, except dose up with painkillers and wait it out. It did mean that I couldn’t face going to Morley, which was a pity as I have created all sort of interesting wrapped objects to go in the indigo vat.
Can you guess what they are yet?
The bruises are becoming some very interesting shades now but I will spare the squeamish.