Friday 28 September 2007


In her work at the hospital, my wife sometimes has the job of laying out and dressing the dead.

She is philosophical about what is an unpleasant duty. She takes it all in her stride.

However, at home things have taken an uncomfortable turn. If I spend too much time inert and inactive on the couch, I am in danger of being wrapped up in bandages.


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