That'll teach me for blashpeming so much yesterday. I've been struck down - possibly from upon high - with an ear full of horrible wax-induced pressure. A lightning bolt would've been preferable.
I won't go into details about some of the residues that I've managed to dislodge. I've been antisocial enough in print this week by chronicling my pilonidal cyst experience.
Still, at least its not vestibular neuronitis. The dog had that a few months back. Something to do with the vestibular canal of his ear (I'd hazard to do with a sudden imbalance in the afferent neuronal input to one of the two vestibular apparatuses), which made him act like he'd had a stroke.
And I don't mean he wagged his tail and rolled over for me to rub his tummy...
Allo Saturnyne - very good to hear your dulcet fingerfalls.
I very much look forward to checking out your newest of new stylyes when I can. You ARE the greatest.
And Birdy, hello as well. Thanks for the advice. I've looked very stylish today as a result. Though at first I thought you were referencing The Descent, cue my review, which I can't actually write cos I've got widdle-all time right now. Humph.
And DJ Tim, yes, I should. Though it was your force-feeding of booze down me neck which didn't help matters...