7th October, 2026.
Right … it’s Wednesday.
And I’m up early, again!
That early start implies two things.
First?
I’m off to my preferred chemist for a ’flu jab.
The resident pharmacist has only been telling me they can do it for several years, after all.
Second?
I’ve got a suitably spooky earworm …
The old Rattles tune is the only song I know of, that has deranged laughing as a vocal fill …
~≈🧙🏼♀️≈~
