I went out and bought a strap for my hand today. The woman in the chemist said that the best one was this one that was ‘one size fits all’ type of thing. When I got home and tried it on I found that it is very tight on my hand, so tight in fact that if I leave it on for more than an hour my fingers turn purple and start tingling.

One size fits all my arse!

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Reiss told me last week that he is finally starting to understand why I ‘don’t do relationships’.

Complete waste of time and effort if you ask me.

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I received a letter this morning asking me if I would be interested in a stair lift.

Let us forget about the fact that I live in a flat (a place with no stairs) and concentrate on the fact that I actually received this in the first place … is this a sign that at 28 I’m considered an old fart who has trouble climbing stairs?