Hooray!
Arm out of sling for whole day and seemingly no ill effects. (Claviculee, Claviculaa.)
Bloody nuisance though. The lump in my shoulder where the broken ends overlap snags my bra strap. Gonna have to explain this to the orthopedic consultant. (I'll probably have to take a bra into his clinic to demonstrate.)
When I met him five weeks ago he seemed to be a somewhat stuffy and cencorious Pakistani. He gave my breasts a very hard stare.
This could be interesting and fun cos these days I'm an 'IN YOU FACE PARTIALLY TRANSEXUAL TRANNY'

Cycled 25 miles today on Miranda My Hybrid Bike.(12 of them up Welsh hills but small ones.)So should be up for Gabycon. Taking both bikes just in case. Hope to be riding Gonzales, (my road bike)at least to Cerne Abbas.

This is Miranda.

Keep on pedlin'.

Not much on the story front. Rewriting Spacetran with a couple of extra chapters and still writing The Angry mermaid (Chapt 16)
Chapter 29 of Sissy Farm almost completed so that one will soon be finished.

Byeee.

Hugs to all.

Beverly.
(Growing old disgracefully.)