I'm hoping that Liverpool and Norwich City can improve their results this coming week. Last weekend Norwich were robbed by their own failings, and instead of a memorable and deserved 2-1 away win at Leeds, slunk home with a 2-2 draw, conceding in the 90th minute.

However, Fowler scored his first (fourth??) Liverpool-return goal, and if only the strikers could remember the white sticks and nets more often, we'd surely be number 2 and still in all cup competitions.

This weekend, I have been 'fitted' with titanium from Japan in a bid to rid my body of intense pain. The spinal root nerve injections have been declared a failure, actually increasing my pain by about 15% and causing the left side of the broken spine bones to swell. There really is a hell in hell.

Nonetheless,I keep drawing for short spells, moving and resting reguarly in the process, and occasionally coming here to read your lovely comments and post something. (Again, I try to reply as much as my physical self can manage, so forgive me if I've not replied all comments yet.)

Have a great weekend all~~

If you're in a vehicle going the speed of light, what happens when you turn on the headlights?

In court, why do they ask if you swear to tell the truth? If you're planning on lying, do they really think you'll tell them so?

Why is it you must wait until night to call it a day?

Why is it that when you're driving and looking for an address, you turn down the volume on the radio?

Why is lemon juice made with artificial flavour, and dishwashing liquid made with real lemons???

Why is the time of day with the slowest traffic called rush hour?

Why isn't there mouse-flavoured cat food?

Why isn't phonetic spelled the way it sounds?

You know that little indestructible black box that is used on planes? Why oh why can't they make the whole plane out of the same substance?

If swimming is good for your shape, then why do whales look the way they do?

and so to saturday
the 18th for sure
appearing cold and dull
yesterday's tunnel sooted and past
memories remain
tingling sounds
of actions long gone
those vigourous visions
of ailing recollection
white smoke plumes
reach a sky that can't be seen
in my eyes, within my senses
travel and time pass
effortlessly without age
yesterday's absent departure with no gain
is today's destination without the pain