Thursday 15 March 2012: A COILED SPRING
I had a bout of dodgy digestion last night and then, this morning, I was greeted by a hoiked up fur ball (thanks, Louis!).
I found this spring, today, on my work desk. I don't know where it came from or to what it may once have been attached. I cannot help but wonder if some crucial piece of machinery is going to fall apart without it.
I don't feel much like springing anywhere.