Gutter

Well it looks as though the great British Summer (sic) is over. It has not stopped raining today and of course we had a burial to do. Everyone had brollies except the poor old bearers. Now although I can't get my hair wet, it has the opposite affect on my back, The rain is soaked up on those with hair. Unfortunately the rain on the top of my bonce just rolls down the back of my shirt and straight down my back.
I managed a whole 45 minutes of practice last night, and remarkably for the first time I did not get toothache or a headache. The wisdom tooth must know it is about to be ripped from my skull in a few weeks time. Actually I am fed up with just eating on my left side, but if I forget it soon reminds me. The weekend is here, hooray.