Group purrs activity

"Dan M" wrote in message
...
Sounds good to me. BTW, could you repost the url

Sure. It's http://www.catfolks.net/purrs.shtml

I seem to be a huge consumer of purrs just lately, what with my eye
operation and all the complications. I have to ask for a few more, I've
been offline and need to catch up, because on Monday night on my way to bed,
I fell backwards down the stairs. 13 of them, I was nearly on the top one.
I think the reason was that all these years I've never had a stair rail, my
stairs are steep and go up between two walls, one is the outside of the
house.
When I knew I needed help with the chickens, I had a stair rail installed
for Uncle Bryan, as his balance isn't so good after his stroke. But I
measured the inside wall instead of the outside one, and the rail is maybe
18 inches too short, so at the top it doesn't carry on long enough and I
needed to hold on to the windowsill on one side and the edge of the wall on
the other, it didn't work too well : -( and backwards, hitting every stair
with my head I went.
I lay at the bottom of the stairs for probably an hour, everything was agony
and I couldn't get up because of that. Eventually I persuaded myself I had
to, and took myself through some pain barriers.
In the morning. I had to phone for Auntie Margaret to come back to feed and
water the chickens and geese and feed the cats. My neck and shoulder blade
at the front (collar bone?) hurt so much that I could hardly move, I
couldn't even open the curtains.
It took her an hour and half on the bus to get here, bless her, she's so
wonderful. She thought I ought to go to hospital but I've had enough of
them at the moment, so I refused. Not only that, but I knew it would be
impossible to lift my arms, and that therefore they would cut my clothes
off. No way. I had a nice sweater and tee-shirt on ;-)
I couldn't go to bed last night, as I knew if I laid down, I wouldn't be
able to get up, it would be too painful to try and raise myself up, so I
slept downstairs in the armchair with the patchwork woollen blanket round
me, that Auntie knitted while she was here. That's when I discovered that
Kitty snored!
I woke up about 8 times in the night, because my whole head seems bruised
and it hurts a lot to lean back on it. and it was strange to be asleep
sitting up in a chair. My head was also cut and there is blood in my hair
that I can't do anything about yet, can't bend over, and I can't lift my
arms yet to wash my hair free of it.
I have managed to look after the chickens, geese and cats today. I threw
everyone's food on the floor, I couldn't bend to get the dishes up so that's
how they had to have it served, at least they got something to eat.
I think I'm improving a bit since yesterday. Everything still hurts a lot,
but it isn't absolute agony. It just hurts a lot.. there's a difference.
I am just *so* clumsy but rest assured that I would always look after any
animals/birds that depended on me.
I'd crawl, and lay down to rest in between, but I'd make sure they were fed
and watered in some sort of way. Unlike the dreadful brother of one of us
who chose to watch TV instead.

I need to get the stair rail extended. I could have easily have broken my
neck or spine and been a gonner.
I mightn't have been found for nearly a week. I'd been to relatives Sunday,
and neighbours Monday, like I always do.
As I'm off sick from work at the moment (they'd soon raise the alarm, they
did once when I was stuck in a traffic jam) no-one checks that I'm okay on a
regular basis. My brothers are too busy.

Tweed
very sore

Ohmygawd Tweed, that sound like a horrific injury - are you sure you
shouldn't see someone about it??!!! You may need a neck brace.

We're purring *VERY* loudly that you get better soon.

Hugs,

CatNipped

"Christina Websell" wrote in message
...

"Dan M" wrote in message
...
Sounds good to me. BTW, could you repost the url

Sure. It's http://www.catfolks.net/purrs.shtml

I seem to be a huge consumer of purrs just lately, what with my eye
operation and all the complications. I have to ask for a few more, I've
been offline and need to catch up, because on Monday night on my way to
bed, I fell backwards down the stairs. 13 of them, I was nearly on the
top one.
I think the reason was that all these years I've never had a stair rail,
my stairs are steep and go up between two walls, one is the outside of the
house.
When I knew I needed help with the chickens, I had a stair rail installed
for Uncle Bryan, as his balance isn't so good after his stroke. But I
measured the inside wall instead of the outside one, and the rail is maybe
18 inches too short, so at the top it doesn't carry on long enough and I
needed to hold on to the windowsill on one side and the edge of the wall
on the other, it didn't work too well : -( and backwards, hitting every
stair with my head I went.
I lay at the bottom of the stairs for probably an hour, everything was
agony and I couldn't get up because of that. Eventually I persuaded
myself I had to, and took myself through some pain barriers.
In the morning. I had to phone for Auntie Margaret to come back to feed
and water the chickens and geese and feed the cats. My neck and shoulder
blade at the front (collar bone?) hurt so much that I could hardly move, I
couldn't even open the curtains.
It took her an hour and half on the bus to get here, bless her, she's so
wonderful. She thought I ought to go to hospital but I've had enough of
them at the moment, so I refused. Not only that, but I knew it would be
impossible to lift my arms, and that therefore they would cut my clothes
off. No way. I had a nice sweater and tee-shirt on ;-)
I couldn't go to bed last night, as I knew if I laid down, I wouldn't be
able to get up, it would be too painful to try and raise myself up, so I
slept downstairs in the armchair with the patchwork woollen blanket round
me, that Auntie knitted while she was here. That's when I discovered that
Kitty snored!
I woke up about 8 times in the night, because my whole head seems bruised
and it hurts a lot to lean back on it. and it was strange to be asleep
sitting up in a chair. My head was also cut and there is blood in my hair
that I can't do anything about yet, can't bend over, and I can't lift my
arms yet to wash my hair free of it.
I have managed to look after the chickens, geese and cats today. I threw
everyone's food on the floor, I couldn't bend to get the dishes up so
that's how they had to have it served, at least they got something to eat.
I think I'm improving a bit since yesterday. Everything still hurts a
lot, but it isn't absolute agony. It just hurts a lot.. there's a
difference.
I am just *so* clumsy but rest assured that I would always look after any
animals/birds that depended on me.
I'd crawl, and lay down to rest in between, but I'd make sure they were
fed and watered in some sort of way. Unlike the dreadful brother of one
of us who chose to watch TV instead.

I need to get the stair rail extended. I could have easily have broken my
neck or spine and been a gonner.
I mightn't have been found for nearly a week. I'd been to relatives
Sunday, and neighbours Monday, like I always do.
As I'm off sick from work at the moment (they'd soon raise the alarm, they
did once when I was stuck in a traffic jam) no-one checks that I'm okay on
a regular basis. My brothers are too busy.

Tweed
very sore

Ohmygawd Tweed, that sound like a horrific injury - are you sure you
shouldn't see someone about it??!!! You may need a neck brace.

We're purring *VERY* loudly that you get better soon.

Hugs,

CatNipped

"Christina Websell" wrote in message
...

"Dan M" wrote in message
...
Sounds good to me. BTW, could you repost the url

Sure. It's http://www.catfolks.net/purrs.shtml

I seem to be a huge consumer of purrs just lately, what with my eye
operation and all the complications. I have to ask for a few more, I've
been offline and need to catch up, because on Monday night on my way to
bed, I fell backwards down the stairs. 13 of them, I was nearly on the
top one.
I think the reason was that all these years I've never had a stair rail,
my stairs are steep and go up between two walls, one is the outside of the
house.
When I knew I needed help with the chickens, I had a stair rail installed
for Uncle Bryan, as his balance isn't so good after his stroke. But I
measured the inside wall instead of the outside one, and the rail is maybe
18 inches too short, so at the top it doesn't carry on long enough and I
needed to hold on to the windowsill on one side and the edge of the wall
on the other, it didn't work too well : -( and backwards, hitting every
stair with my head I went.
I lay at the bottom of the stairs for probably an hour, everything was
agony and I couldn't get up because of that. Eventually I persuaded
myself I had to, and took myself through some pain barriers.
In the morning. I had to phone for Auntie Margaret to come back to feed
and water the chickens and geese and feed the cats. My neck and shoulder
blade at the front (collar bone?) hurt so much that I could hardly move, I
couldn't even open the curtains.
It took her an hour and half on the bus to get here, bless her, she's so
wonderful. She thought I ought to go to hospital but I've had enough of
them at the moment, so I refused. Not only that, but I knew it would be
impossible to lift my arms, and that therefore they would cut my clothes
off. No way. I had a nice sweater and tee-shirt on ;-)
I couldn't go to bed last night, as I knew if I laid down, I wouldn't be
able to get up, it would be too painful to try and raise myself up, so I
slept downstairs in the armchair with the patchwork woollen blanket round
me, that Auntie knitted while she was here. That's when I discovered that
Kitty snored!
I woke up about 8 times in the night, because my whole head seems bruised
and it hurts a lot to lean back on it. and it was strange to be asleep
sitting up in a chair. My head was also cut and there is blood in my hair
that I can't do anything about yet, can't bend over, and I can't lift my
arms yet to wash my hair free of it.
I have managed to look after the chickens, geese and cats today. I threw
everyone's food on the floor, I couldn't bend to get the dishes up so
that's how they had to have it served, at least they got something to eat.
I think I'm improving a bit since yesterday. Everything still hurts a
lot, but it isn't absolute agony. It just hurts a lot.. there's a
difference.
I am just *so* clumsy but rest assured that I would always look after any
animals/birds that depended on me.
I'd crawl, and lay down to rest in between, but I'd make sure they were
fed and watered in some sort of way. Unlike the dreadful brother of one
of us who chose to watch TV instead.

I need to get the stair rail extended. I could have easily have broken my
neck or spine and been a gonner.
I mightn't have been found for nearly a week. I'd been to relatives
Sunday, and neighbours Monday, like I always do.
As I'm off sick from work at the moment (they'd soon raise the alarm, they
did once when I was stuck in a traffic jam) no-one checks that I'm okay on
a regular basis. My brothers are too busy.

Tweed
very sore

On Wed, 29 Sep 2004 18:17:30 +0100, "Christina Websell"
wrote:


"Dan M" wrote in message
...
Sounds good to me. BTW, could you repost the url

Sure. It's http://www.catfolks.net/purrs.shtml

I seem to be a huge consumer of purrs just lately, what with my eye
operation and all the complications. I have to ask for a few more, I've
been offline and need to catch up, because on Monday night on my way to bed,
I fell backwards down the stairs. 13 of them, I was nearly on the top one.
I think the reason was that all these years I've never had a stair rail, my
stairs are steep and go up between two walls, one is the outside of the
house.
When I knew I needed help with the chickens, I had a stair rail installed
for Uncle Bryan, as his balance isn't so good after his stroke. But I
measured the inside wall instead of the outside one, and the rail is maybe
18 inches too short, so at the top it doesn't carry on long enough and I
needed to hold on to the windowsill on one side and the edge of the wall on
the other, it didn't work too well : -( and backwards, hitting every stair
with my head I went.
I lay at the bottom of the stairs for probably an hour, everything was agony
and I couldn't get up because of that. Eventually I persuaded myself I had
to, and took myself through some pain barriers.
In the morning. I had to phone for Auntie Margaret to come back to feed and
water the chickens and geese and feed the cats. My neck and shoulder blade
at the front (collar bone?) hurt so much that I could hardly move, I
couldn't even open the curtains.
It took her an hour and half on the bus to get here, bless her, she's so
wonderful. She thought I ought to go to hospital but I've had enough of
them at the moment, so I refused. Not only that, but I knew it would be
impossible to lift my arms, and that therefore they would cut my clothes
off. No way. I had a nice sweater and tee-shirt on ;-)
I couldn't go to bed last night, as I knew if I laid down, I wouldn't be
able to get up, it would be too painful to try and raise myself up, so I
slept downstairs in the armchair with the patchwork woollen blanket round
me, that Auntie knitted while she was here. That's when I discovered that
Kitty snored!
I woke up about 8 times in the night, because my whole head seems bruised
and it hurts a lot to lean back on it. and it was strange to be asleep
sitting up in a chair. My head was also cut and there is blood in my hair
that I can't do anything about yet, can't bend over, and I can't lift my
arms yet to wash my hair free of it.
I have managed to look after the chickens, geese and cats today. I threw
everyone's food on the floor, I couldn't bend to get the dishes up so that's
how they had to have it served, at least they got something to eat.
I think I'm improving a bit since yesterday. Everything still hurts a lot,
but it isn't absolute agony. It just hurts a lot.. there's a difference.
I am just *so* clumsy but rest assured that I would always look after any
animals/birds that depended on me.
I'd crawl, and lay down to rest in between, but I'd make sure they were fed
and watered in some sort of way. Unlike the dreadful brother of one of us
who chose to watch TV instead.

I need to get the stair rail extended. I could have easily have broken my
neck or spine and been a gonner.
I mightn't have been found for nearly a week. I'd been to relatives Sunday,
and neighbours Monday, like I always do.
As I'm off sick from work at the moment (they'd soon raise the alarm, they
did once when I was stuck in a traffic jam) no-one checks that I'm okay on a
regular basis. My brothers are too busy.

Tweed
very sore




Special feel better purrs are on the way across the pond to you from
Tortie. Tigger and Tiger are sending purrs, too, but Tortie's are
special purrs for Boyfriends Meowmie.
--

Nan and the furkids

A wise man talks because he has something to say;
a fool talks because he has to say something.

On Wed, 29 Sep 2004 18:17:30 +0100, "Christina Websell"
wrote:


"Dan M" wrote in message
...
Sounds good to me. BTW, could you repost the url

Sure. It's http://www.catfolks.net/purrs.shtml

I seem to be a huge consumer of purrs just lately, what with my eye
operation and all the complications. I have to ask for a few more, I've
been offline and need to catch up, because on Monday night on my way to bed,
I fell backwards down the stairs. 13 of them, I was nearly on the top one.
I think the reason was that all these years I've never had a stair rail, my
stairs are steep and go up between two walls, one is the outside of the
house.
When I knew I needed help with the chickens, I had a stair rail installed
for Uncle Bryan, as his balance isn't so good after his stroke. But I
measured the inside wall instead of the outside one, and the rail is maybe
18 inches too short, so at the top it doesn't carry on long enough and I
needed to hold on to the windowsill on one side and the edge of the wall on
the other, it didn't work too well : -( and backwards, hitting every stair
with my head I went.
I lay at the bottom of the stairs for probably an hour, everything was agony
and I couldn't get up because of that. Eventually I persuaded myself I had
to, and took myself through some pain barriers.
In the morning. I had to phone for Auntie Margaret to come back to feed and
water the chickens and geese and feed the cats. My neck and shoulder blade
at the front (collar bone?) hurt so much that I could hardly move, I
couldn't even open the curtains.
It took her an hour and half on the bus to get here, bless her, she's so
wonderful. She thought I ought to go to hospital but I've had enough of
them at the moment, so I refused. Not only that, but I knew it would be
impossible to lift my arms, and that therefore they would cut my clothes
off. No way. I had a nice sweater and tee-shirt on ;-)
I couldn't go to bed last night, as I knew if I laid down, I wouldn't be
able to get up, it would be too painful to try and raise myself up, so I
slept downstairs in the armchair with the patchwork woollen blanket round
me, that Auntie knitted while she was here. That's when I discovered that
Kitty snored!
I woke up about 8 times in the night, because my whole head seems bruised
and it hurts a lot to lean back on it. and it was strange to be asleep
sitting up in a chair. My head was also cut and there is blood in my hair
that I can't do anything about yet, can't bend over, and I can't lift my
arms yet to wash my hair free of it.
I have managed to look after the chickens, geese and cats today. I threw
everyone's food on the floor, I couldn't bend to get the dishes up so that's
how they had to have it served, at least they got something to eat.
I think I'm improving a bit since yesterday. Everything still hurts a lot,
but it isn't absolute agony. It just hurts a lot.. there's a difference.
I am just *so* clumsy but rest assured that I would always look after any
animals/birds that depended on me.
I'd crawl, and lay down to rest in between, but I'd make sure they were fed
and watered in some sort of way. Unlike the dreadful brother of one of us
who chose to watch TV instead.

I need to get the stair rail extended. I could have easily have broken my
neck or spine and been a gonner.
I mightn't have been found for nearly a week. I'd been to relatives Sunday,
and neighbours Monday, like I always do.
As I'm off sick from work at the moment (they'd soon raise the alarm, they
did once when I was stuck in a traffic jam) no-one checks that I'm okay on a
regular basis. My brothers are too busy.

Tweed
very sore




Special feel better purrs are on the way across the pond to you from
Tortie. Tigger and Tiger are sending purrs, too, but Tortie's are
special purrs for Boyfriends Meowmie.
--

Nan and the furkids

A wise man talks because he has something to say;
a fool talks because he has to say something.

You got 'em, x 3, + hoomin best wishes for a speedy & successful
recovery, and a less accident-prone future (oops, nearly let clumsy
slip through there). :-)

All our best,

Gordon & the TT

--
Feline family viewable at:
http://community.webshots.com/user/exocat

"Christina Websell" wrote

I seem to be a huge consumer of purrs just lately, what with my eye
operation and all the complications. I have to ask for a few more,
I've been offline and need to catch up, because on Monday night on
my way to bed, I fell backwards down the stairs.

You got 'em, x 3, + hoomin best wishes for a speedy & successful
recovery, and a less accident-prone future (oops, nearly let clumsy
slip through there). :-)

All our best,

Gordon & the TT

--
Feline family viewable at:
http://community.webshots.com/user/exocat

"Christina Websell" wrote

I seem to be a huge consumer of purrs just lately, what with my eye
operation and all the complications. I have to ask for a few more,
I've been offline and need to catch up, because on Monday night on
my way to bed, I fell backwards down the stairs.

((((((TWEEED))))) This sounds rather serious and I am worried about you. I
hope your Aunt stays there a while. Please, Please consider having someone
come in somehow or somehting. I feel very helpless. I hope you are all
right!!!!

Karen
"Christina Websell" wrote in message
...

"Dan M" wrote in message
...
Sounds good to me. BTW, could you repost the url

Sure. It's http://www.catfolks.net/purrs.shtml

I seem to be a huge consumer of purrs just lately, what with my eye
operation and all the complications. I have to ask for a few more, I've
been offline and need to catch up, because on Monday night on my way to
bed,
I fell backwards down the stairs. 13 of them, I was nearly on the top
one.
I think the reason was that all these years I've never had a stair rail,
my
stairs are steep and go up between two walls, one is the outside of the
house.
When I knew I needed help with the chickens, I had a stair rail installed
for Uncle Bryan, as his balance isn't so good after his stroke. But I
measured the inside wall instead of the outside one, and the rail is maybe
18 inches too short, so at the top it doesn't carry on long enough and I
needed to hold on to the windowsill on one side and the edge of the wall
on
the other, it didn't work too well : -( and backwards, hitting every stair
with my head I went.
I lay at the bottom of the stairs for probably an hour, everything was
agony
and I couldn't get up because of that. Eventually I persuaded myself I
had
to, and took myself through some pain barriers.
In the morning. I had to phone for Auntie Margaret to come back to feed
and
water the chickens and geese and feed the cats. My neck and shoulder
blade
at the front (collar bone?) hurt so much that I could hardly move, I
couldn't even open the curtains.
It took her an hour and half on the bus to get here, bless her, she's so
wonderful. She thought I ought to go to hospital but I've had enough of
them at the moment, so I refused. Not only that, but I knew it would be
impossible to lift my arms, and that therefore they would cut my clothes
off. No way. I had a nice sweater and tee-shirt on ;-)
I couldn't go to bed last night, as I knew if I laid down, I wouldn't be
able to get up, it would be too painful to try and raise myself up, so I
slept downstairs in the armchair with the patchwork woollen blanket round
me, that Auntie knitted while she was here. That's when I discovered that
Kitty snored!
I woke up about 8 times in the night, because my whole head seems bruised
and it hurts a lot to lean back on it. and it was strange to be asleep
sitting up in a chair. My head was also cut and there is blood in my hair
that I can't do anything about yet, can't bend over, and I can't lift my
arms yet to wash my hair free of it.
I have managed to look after the chickens, geese and cats today. I threw
everyone's food on the floor, I couldn't bend to get the dishes up so
that's
how they had to have it served, at least they got something to eat.
I think I'm improving a bit since yesterday. Everything still hurts a
lot,
but it isn't absolute agony. It just hurts a lot.. there's a difference.
I am just *so* clumsy but rest assured that I would always look after any
animals/birds that depended on me.
I'd crawl, and lay down to rest in between, but I'd make sure they were
fed
and watered in some sort of way. Unlike the dreadful brother of one of us
who chose to watch TV instead.

I need to get the stair rail extended. I could have easily have broken my
neck or spine and been a gonner.
I mightn't have been found for nearly a week. I'd been to relatives
Sunday,
and neighbours Monday, like I always do.
As I'm off sick from work at the moment (they'd soon raise the alarm, they
did once when I was stuck in a traffic jam) no-one checks that I'm okay on
a
regular basis. My brothers are too busy.

Tweed
very sore

((((((TWEEED))))) This sounds rather serious and I am worried about you. I
hope your Aunt stays there a while. Please, Please consider having someone
come in somehow or somehting. I feel very helpless. I hope you are all
right!!!!

Karen
"Christina Websell" wrote in message
...

"Dan M" wrote in message
...
Sounds good to me. BTW, could you repost the url

Sure. It's http://www.catfolks.net/purrs.shtml

I seem to be a huge consumer of purrs just lately, what with my eye
operation and all the complications. I have to ask for a few more, I've
been offline and need to catch up, because on Monday night on my way to
bed,
I fell backwards down the stairs. 13 of them, I was nearly on the top
one.
I think the reason was that all these years I've never had a stair rail,
my
stairs are steep and go up between two walls, one is the outside of the
house.
When I knew I needed help with the chickens, I had a stair rail installed
for Uncle Bryan, as his balance isn't so good after his stroke. But I
measured the inside wall instead of the outside one, and the rail is maybe
18 inches too short, so at the top it doesn't carry on long enough and I
needed to hold on to the windowsill on one side and the edge of the wall
on
the other, it didn't work too well : -( and backwards, hitting every stair
with my head I went.
I lay at the bottom of the stairs for probably an hour, everything was
agony
and I couldn't get up because of that. Eventually I persuaded myself I
had
to, and took myself through some pain barriers.
In the morning. I had to phone for Auntie Margaret to come back to feed
and
water the chickens and geese and feed the cats. My neck and shoulder
blade
at the front (collar bone?) hurt so much that I could hardly move, I
couldn't even open the curtains.
It took her an hour and half on the bus to get here, bless her, she's so
wonderful. She thought I ought to go to hospital but I've had enough of
them at the moment, so I refused. Not only that, but I knew it would be
impossible to lift my arms, and that therefore they would cut my clothes
off. No way. I had a nice sweater and tee-shirt on ;-)
I couldn't go to bed last night, as I knew if I laid down, I wouldn't be
able to get up, it would be too painful to try and raise myself up, so I
slept downstairs in the armchair with the patchwork woollen blanket round
me, that Auntie knitted while she was here. That's when I discovered that
Kitty snored!
I woke up about 8 times in the night, because my whole head seems bruised
and it hurts a lot to lean back on it. and it was strange to be asleep
sitting up in a chair. My head was also cut and there is blood in my hair
that I can't do anything about yet, can't bend over, and I can't lift my
arms yet to wash my hair free of it.
I have managed to look after the chickens, geese and cats today. I threw
everyone's food on the floor, I couldn't bend to get the dishes up so
that's
how they had to have it served, at least they got something to eat.
I think I'm improving a bit since yesterday. Everything still hurts a
lot,
but it isn't absolute agony. It just hurts a lot.. there's a difference.
I am just *so* clumsy but rest assured that I would always look after any
animals/birds that depended on me.
I'd crawl, and lay down to rest in between, but I'd make sure they were
fed
and watered in some sort of way. Unlike the dreadful brother of one of us
who chose to watch TV instead.

I need to get the stair rail extended. I could have easily have broken my
neck or spine and been a gonner.
I mightn't have been found for nearly a week. I'd been to relatives
Sunday,
and neighbours Monday, like I always do.
As I'm off sick from work at the moment (they'd soon raise the alarm, they
did once when I was stuck in a traffic jam) no-one checks that I'm okay on
a
regular basis. My brothers are too busy.

Tweed
very sore

"CatNipped" wrote in message
...
Ohmygawd Tweed, that sound like a horrific injury - are you sure you
shouldn't see someone about it??!!! You may need a neck brace.

We're purring *VERY* loudly that you get better soon.

Hugs,

CatNipped


Thanks for the purrs. Yes, it hurt, but I am absolutely not going to
hospital to wait 8-10 hours in Casualty to find out I haven't broken
anything. They don't do neck braces here any more.
I'll just lay on my settee and moan for a day or two.
It's definitely a bit better today. Still hurts a lot, but not almost
intolerable like it was yesterday.
I'm certain nothing is broken, I've just torn muscles and nerves in the 12
foot fall and they'll take some weeks to repair.
My aunt said, when she arrived yesterday "What *are* you like?"
Clumsy, I guess. That's me. If something can go wrong, it will, my German
friend calls me (sarcastically) "Lucky Tina"

Tweed