…some notes I made in nineteen ninety-six, and one or two things struck me.
Firstly, that I’ve basically been writing Wrongs for most of my life. Secondly, that there is little more excruciating than re-reading things you’ve written thirteen years on. I expect I’ll share some choice exerpts with you soon, if I can stop laughing and cringing for long enough to type. ohgodohgodohgodohgod. The SHAME.
Normal service should be resumed shortly, by the way. I’m having some health and hospital fun. eff why eye.
Good luck with the tender mercies of the NHS; you remain in the thoughts of your loyal readership.
Get well soon! Looking forward to more wrong’s being ‘writed’.