The Curse of the Armchair Athlete

It never fails to amaze me how the human body can produce so much snot.

Chicken!

The human body is an amazing thing. Not least because of its capability for learning from experiences, especially painful ones.

For example, if you touch something hot, you’ll likely say “!*!#?” (ouch), nurse your scalded hand and learn pretty quickly not to touch the hot thing again, because that would be stupid right?

The Turning of the Screw

The woman just beyond the flowery curtain appears to be having some kind of meltdown.

I know that I shouldn’t be eavesdropping but the drapes are thinner than smoke and, to be honest, there’s been nothing else to break the tedium for the last 2 hours.

The Tale of a One-handed Wannado

If you’re sitting comfortably then I’ll begin.

There was once a girl of indeterminate (but definitely not excessive) years who loved bicycles so much that not a day would go past without some time spent riding her shiny, metallic steeds.

Look Ma No Hands

It’s funny how a change in circumstances can broaden our horizons. Nearly 6 weeks after the accident and I’m becoming proficient at no-handed life. With the aid of strong teeth and leg muscles, most basic tasks are achievable.