My shadow self

We collectively forgot about the Wednesday market at work today. Post-quake the student's association has initiated one. But there we were, noses pressed against screens, tapping away on key boards and missing all the fun.

Which left me short of light and options when I got home. Then I noticed my shadow catching on the wall in the last of the sun's rays.

My ribs are doing ok. Two weeks on there is improvement. I'm hoping there will be sustantial improvement in another week. Realistically the forecast of 4-6 weeks to come right is probably accurate.

A bit tired tonight. I shall bow out gracefully and shuffle off to bed.

Yesterday's gentle sort of day