Second Cut Is The Deeper...

...despite the song, yes indeed first cut deep but second cut deeper.

For swifter than the very swift itself (or is that the swallow, never could tell the two apart) one's latest hero of the medical profession - Mr S, consultant surgeon to the gentry and other distressed folk - has opted for the seen today and the sawn the day following.

Then that the seeing of the fellow was yesterday, you'll gather that the being sawn takes place this very day around 3 pip emma. More of a hack than a saw in truth - flesh but no bone involved - but the metaphor is strong so let it be.

H, bless her, has promptly abandoned some afternoon gathering of one of her fearsome committees for the promotion of whatever good cause it may so be of the day, to drive me hither and thither. (Astute readers - one has no others - will have already anticipated that, as it is the leg that is the thing in question, motoring as such will be a thing out of any question for some while to come.)

This is all to the good of course, though one could wish some weeks have passed, the wound is once more healed and the pain but a distant memory. No time-travel permitted sadly, one must resign oneself to being the 'Wimp with the Limp' for the duration.

Catchy title you'll agree. A chart-busting hit single to come? E thinks not - she being well-versed, as teenagers must be, in what does and doesn't hit the right note with the music-buying public - but I shall ponder and muse and perhaps scribe. Won't be up to much else for a spell, so might just give it a go. Who do I want as a producer? Do we go big with the horns or keep it simple? Which label shall I sign with?

Are there any decent bass-players left, or have they all gone off to make cheese?