The first time walking into town after flu, my foot slipped out of my Crocs and I tripped over the shoes and the feet and hit the pavement heavily with my face.The bruising and scabbing is awful - my sister thinks I should tell people I have had a face-lift. Why would I want that? But I might need one if the face does not recover.
I'm glad I had the photo for the library card taken last week when I was still beautiful (?).
Meanwhile I am writing a big assignment - comparing the language in a Daily Mail article with an article on the same subject from the Socialist Worker. They are obviously both biased but unpicking the technical ways they do this is fascinating. I am still short on word count, which is unusual for me.