Well, I suppose this is still pertinent, the bruise still being there. I went to see the practice nurse at my local doctor's surgery, earlier this week. No, it was Monday, wasn't it? No, Tuesday. What am I on about? Tuesday, definitely Tuesday. She made me form a fist with my right hand, exclaimed, "Ah, that's a good vein!" and then asked something about whether I liked needles or not . . . "Well, kind of . . . I don't like to see them going in but, erm . . . the pain . . . nothing wrong with that." No, I'm making this up. All of this. But, no, erm . . . she extracted a small amount of blood and I can't believe my arm is still bruised and discoloured nearly three days later. Is that normal? She also did an ECG, but that was boring. She said the results were fine. Come back in a week for the results of the blood test. Can't wait.

The prospect of on-the-fly graphics becomes closer. I can't say how or why as such information could compromise my security . . . the security of the web-serve. But, erm . . . I'll keep yer posted.

Oh, and Anna - your identity has now largely been concealed from the offending picture.