The stitches were peacefully removed from my left thigh in my GP's surgery this afternoon but owing to the infection requiring several stitches to be removed prematurely the wound has not fully healed and still requires antibiotics, treating and dressing. So, I stay with the crutches and let the cobwebs cover my Honda City languishing neglected in its garage detained without trial.
During the time when the infection raged through my leg, this dreadful war between Israel and Hezballah/Lebanon has caused wounds far deeper than mine. In pain, my heart goes out to those who are bleeding, who are weeping, who are fleeing. I am on the side of the victims on both sides of the border and to the aggressors on both sides of the borders, I yell, "Stop!" in a voice fit to carry right over there amidst the noise, and hope your voice joins with mine.
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