For saying I've 15 open wounds on my leg with surgical steel passing through each into the bone underneath which rip and tear through my skin and muscle daily, and I'm living with my parents and sister's family, and nearly all my friends are over a hundred miles away... I'm doing alright.

Still waiting for you to post that book that I requested as part of Byron's surgery fund that I'd hoped to give to ephrael for her birthday in September though. Or you could send me my £30 back. Up to you.