I can’t think of any habit’s that give me true pleasure. I’ve got an addictive personality bordering on autistic, and have picked up a few bad habits in my life, they take some shaking, I get rid of one, and another takes its place. Right now it’s this blog, for now it’s doing a useful job replacing my other hobbies for which I need full use of my hands, said hands being still in recovery mode. Contrary to what I wrote earlier it is bringing me some pleasure. Especially the part where I can commune with like minded people. At some point though, I will have to ration my blog activity, and get back to normality. Rehab here I come !

Cosmetic surgery.

I go in a shop, which has ears on display, the shop owner says this pair, you will hear what all say.
I go back to the same shop for a new pair of eyes, “Try these” the man says, “They’re about the right size”
My mouth with age it’s got a little too wide, he sold me a new one, with more teeth inside.
All the hair it’s disappeared off my old head, let’s try this wig on the nice shopkeeper said.
My nose my nose, how big it has grown, but as far as noses go, I’d sooner pick my own!

Sorry I can’t help it!