Good morning from the temporary reporter in the Shire. My name is Fredbear (threadbare), a retired gentleman of some distinction and much loved (although recent events have led me to question the latter.)
I am now feeling much better after a prolonged and terrifying lurch around the washing machine., Readers - it was hell. Soap in my eyes, water in every orifice, and as for the spinning - I still have tinnitus and vertigo. My other complaints are a dislocated hip, sunken chest syndrome and tide marks. At least I am nearly dry, although I understand I have another day of indignity propped on the washing line in hot sun.
Oh goody - temporary reprieve. ?
I understand TOYA is the correct way to end my post, and I trust you will all be treated with a little more respect and consideration from your carers.
Fred
A famous matador gored by bull!
and plenty of virtual HUGS.



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