My experiment to check out Douglas Adams’ theory that flying is easy left me struggling over the Christmas period.
For those of you who don’t know/have forgotten Adam’s suggests that flying is easy because all you have to do is throw yourself at the floor and miss. I didn’t – miss that is.
I hurt my right shoulder to point that it still hurts now in January and my arm refuses to do some basic tasks which I consider essential. These include getting properly dressed, opening doors and pouring a drink.

You are right in thinking that I could pour a drink with my left hand but rearranging underpinnings does require two unless you want the dressed-by-a-toddler’ look.

Typing is difficult as well, hence the gap in posts. Fortunately I appear to be on the mend and things are slowly getting back to normal – anything I still can’t cope with is therefore my own problem.