No such luck, old bean.
I've been fending off requests from my old mental health profession to come back and assess very mad people for compulsory hospital admission ....then there's the folks who asked me to assess illegal immigrants for signs of trauma.
Neither holds much appeal for me.
Then there's the various bikes requiring care and attention.
Then there's those domestic tasks my Beloved thinks need doing.
Then there's my new hobby/ business healing sick guitars.
Then there's my forum correspondence.
Other than that the time hangs heavily on my hands( not.)
If all else fails I can put the world to rights.( As someone once memorably said ' hoHow come everyone who knows how the world ought to be run is busy cutting hair or driving a cab'?)
