Deeply worried . . .

Two consecutive mornings I have woken up singing . . . a good sign you might say . . . however I regret to inform readers that I was singing a James Blunt song concotion about being in Californi-bloody-a. I also found myself tapping my feet to Michael-bloody-Buble. Is it possible that radiotherapy damages your faculties and affects your ability to be discerning?

Any advice would be appreciated… meanwhile . . I shall go and find my early Captain Beefheart . . help me, Don

“Safe as milk, it’s ah . .safe as milk’


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