Oops, I had meant to. Any time limit on editing? or do I just need to copy and paste to reformat it for you guys?
I might well have been nodding out at the time (/confession) in fact I most probably was, its been pretty nice lately, the for the occasions I have chosen to indulge at all.
(and just yesterday...bloody hell, the H thats going round this city now....christ I've never had anything like it before, Unless raising a crop of poppies and making sure they are given all the lurve and tender loving care and attention they so thoroughly deserve, seeing as how they are to be decapitated once they pod, sliced, diced, and turned into Papaver somniferum slush-puppies, not that that is a thing drinkable, god no! the stench is indescribable! at least until thence being thoroughly extracted into MeOH, and finally, after siphoning off a little and recovering the opium, refinement down into dipropionylmorphine plus all those delightful minor alkaloids that give it the perky nature of something that not only came from but retains as much character as possible of the poppy product in the natural state, minus of course codeine as it causes so much histamine release one can end up causing pulmonary oedema, if one I.Vs codeine. So that, had to go, and be swallowed instead, as it is in any case no loss, as it has to pass through CYP-P450s before being of any use, metabolically speaking)
My excuse is I had my knee wouldn't stop screaming and shrieking, hips were doing likewise, worse than a chryssalid impaled alive from beak to bumhole and roasted on a spit above an open fire until those eggs are nice and juicy, like 'lid caviar once they've been salted and cooked