Thursday, August 7, 2008

A stitch in time . . .



Not a cliche or something your great grandmother passed down from generation to generation. But fact.

So I'm back to the GP this morning for a couple of remedial stitches to help seal my still-slightly-weeping wound.

No doubt you'll hear me from across the Tasman the moment the nurse pokes the needle into the base of my you-know-what.

Still, really do want a carefree weekend (and chances are I might in fact be wearing one of the same-named pads just in case).

All good fun.

Pee

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