2 MONTHS AGO
2 month ago i sat waiting for my tube.
my eye was diverted to 3 pieces of rubbish.
the object in question was a slightly used plaster.
i pictured the initial user and the pain he or she might have suffered;
i felt i couldn’t throw it away.
so i took it home. This was more than just a discarded plaster.
This was a symbol of healing, a memento of pain, an object of hope in this dark time of cuts and cut backs.
i made a little shrine for it and its user.
1 MONTH AGO
So imagine my delight when i cut myself in the kitchen chopping a potato some weeks after
and that very same plaster came in very handy.
(although I had to use a little pritt stick, it worked fine)
and now my cut has healed, i have no more use for that plaster, and want it to have a happy home
so i am offering it to anyone who needs it.
If you want it then send me your address and i’d be happy to send it on.