Birthday or no, I cannot understand why people need to detonate battleworthy munitions, or in this case fireworks, at 01:30 in the morning. The entire evening Quanta was hidden behind the chesterfield and Professor Arthur Newton was tucked up next to me.
Wednesday I wore a Canadian shirt in hnour of Canada Day. 1 July is the birthday of Canada and was Dominion Day in my youth. Last weekend the boys stepfather had a heart attack. He is out of Hospital and the heart is at half strength but the doctors believe he will make a full recovery within a few months.
Which brings me to my question this week. Does health figure into your stories very often? Be it good health or bad health. I suppose it is much easier to write about ill health then it is to write about glowing health. But I think a case could be made for either. But then my thoughts often go in strange directions don’t they? What about yourselves?