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Oh dear, missed a post! Or a day. Whatever . . .

It’s been a day of bits and pieces. Visit to the nurse this morning – all going well.  Bit of writing, indexing poetry. Lunch. Bargain Hunt. Wash up. Bit more writing. Unfortunately, nothing very useful. More indexing. Then my sister called and took me to hospital for my scan. Nothing major, just a foot. In fact just one toe. And only the tip of that toe. It’s already been X-rayed and pronounced clear, but the sent me a letter so I felt I had to go.

It’s probably an example of NHS waste, but it’s better to try to do too much than to do too little. Not that it mattered. They have a lengthy safety questionnaire before you have a scan. They also have a lot of other questions, which weren’t on the questionnaire, and it turned out that I couldn’t have a scan. I have to go back next week. I can’t keep asking my sister to give me a lift so that, like the extra (unnecessary) trip last week, is another £16 for taxis. Another hour and half out of my life.  Another evening spent feeling like my life is pointless and that I count for nothing. Another half hour spent lying uncomfortably in two badly fitting gowns. They make me wear one at the front and one at the back because, apparently, I am the only fat person who ever goes to hospital.

And then I checked my emails. I have had a rejection. Not only that, I have had some advice from the editor. It is very good of them to take the time to do it, but once again, as so often, the advice is basically to read some articles (links enclosed) as I am missing the whole point of haiku and haibun. The problem is, of course, that I have read much on this subject and had thought  I was doing it right. There’s a very fine line between being helpful and depressing.

However, I bought myself a new pen, which always brightens a day. More of that later. Time to post and go to bed.

Tomorrow, as they say, is another day . . .

On the other hand tomorrow is actually right now as it’s past midnight, and I need some sleep.

Note: Actually I then went to bed and forgot to post, so here it is, posted at 9.54 when I discovered I couldn’t link to it and found out it was still in drafts.

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