The poor checkout lass yesterday in the supermarket, stabbed her with one of my fingernails.
The lass in the chemist this morning stapled her finger but forgave me because of the season of goodwill.
Should I go for a third or just stay home?
I have been out for a pub lunch, the ibuprofen and sleep now calling. Not a rum fan unless well masked in a Pina Colada, one of my steak marinades, or whatever - Bacardi first thing I ever was ill on.