The Beast With Five Fingers

I had a shower this afternoon and when I got out I spotted my hand looked very, very strange. A weird variety of mottled blues, greys and purples - it looked for all the world like it belonged to someone else. Someone who wasn't at all well. So given that it was truly horrible it had to be Blipped and this is the result. I don't think that the exact colours are there but they are close enough.

In other news I was practising my German again and had one of those lightbulb moments where you actually understand what you're doing rather than following the same steps you always do. It had to do with the accusative case of nouns and as such won't be described any further. I felt a short jolt of achievement.

Off out tonight into Mainz to see F which will be great fun.

If you haven't seen the film that I nicked the title from, then I suggest you do. It's a very good creepy tale from 1946 with Peter Lorre.