July 25th, 2007


A day in the life

I hate those notions I get just before I wake up. This morning, I woke up convinced I could walk. I swung my legs over the side, and was cruelly disabused of that idea. Another day spent just lying about...it was all I could do to relieve the boredom somewhat to paint my nails to match my cast, and then take a picture of it. That kept me occupied for 5 minutes...

There's not a book here I haven't read yet, and daytime television is a curse, although occasionally in among the infomercials and the phone-in quizzes, there's something altogether worth watching. In my case, I've been lucky in that my convalescence coincided with the daily afternoon broadcast of the 70s hit series The Onedin Line. I remember catching some of it in my early teens, but this is the first chance I've had to follow it from the pilot, which was first aired in 1971/72 when I was 9 years old. I've become quite addicted over the last two weeks, and can only hope I won't have to return to work before the series ends. Hush now, it starts in a minute!