Laryngitis

Even after a whole day of it I still feel like somebody rammed a thistle down my throat, reached in with pliers and wound razor wire around the stem. Then they decided to poke rawl-plugs into my ears and shove wire wool up my nose ... and use a toffee hammer to try prising the plates of my skull apart above the right orbital......but I'm keeping a lid on that 'empathy' thing funnily enough : D


I have been reading THIS. I remembered it from light years ago and it is a priceless nugget of sci-fi, in the Wells/Verne school but also looking towards Ray Bradbury re the alienation of the sentient human.