Look at this pathetic offering. It is my dinner for tonight...and I am a growing boy! One mandarin, a cup of tea, and a little toast is what I am permitted to eat tonight. Tomorrow morning for breakfast, I can have some tea...and then, THAT'S IT.

So why this enforced colorific dearth?

Well, A few weeks ago I went to my doctor with a minor problem. I had done some work which was a little too vigorous at some time, and I had developed an inguinal hernia. No big deal. But a little uncomfortable if I had to spend all day standing up. So, the doctor referred me to a surgeon who told me he could operate in about six weeks or so.

He apparently had a cancellation and called me this afternoon at 3.oo and told me that if I could make my way to the hospital, he would operate tomorrow. Despite the fact that I have a definite aversion toward people who want to slice me up, I agreed. So, as part of the regime of preparation, I have to stop eating for a few hours.

Anyway, I should be back home recovering by Monday.

See you then.