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Mr C found this “Restricted” document while clearing out his “medical” file. The days of typewriters and Gestetners in the Cold War. No wonder I joined CND. He would be safe in his bunker while the kids and I ripped a door off something and barricaded ourselves under the stairs with a potty and a tin of beans.

As my tingling lips and fingers were no better I saw a GP who sent me to a more experienced one. It is a mystery. Where is Dr House? Anyway to go back if it gets worse, otherwise carry on as normal.

I had my nails done. They are now a a kind of blueish purple. I might blip them.