And another day with gout.
I am, at least, sleeping, and the pain is fading, except when I stub my toe, which I did in the afternoon causing another spike not only in pain, but crystals too.
But I am hopeful things are getting better.
I must have slept well, as I slept through the alrm, Jools getting , the cats being fed, first kettle boil of the day for a brew. Then I woke up.
But I had less than an hour before work, time to log on and face the music, only there seemed to be no music to face, as my manager is on his holibobs.


I worked all throught the morning, and found that by one I was caught up, so I set an out of office message and took to the fofa with my feet up, dosed myself with drugs and snowered my toe joint with come cream.

The day dragged.
Dinner was straightforward; crispbakes, curried rice and garlic mushrooms and peppers. Simple but full of flavours.

We ate once Jools came back. By this point I had stubbed my toe, and so my pain-free afternoon ended, and the throbing returned heralding the return of more crystals.
Sigh.
Jools made coffee and we had the desserts, and they were darn good, even if I say so myself as the cook.

City kicked off and ran the show for the first half, 5-0 up by half time, it was cruel, almost like torture to treat opponents like that, let them chase shadows, it was like watching the Harlem Globetrotters angaist that team of schmucks that used to get shown on TV every Christmas.

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