I speak from the point of view of the bitten rather than the biter.
In fact both Porridge and I have suffered physical onslaughts, come to think of it.
That and the slow attrition of hostile household objects that we cant afford to replace.
You know, they all die at the same time, don't they?
We tend to get our money in unpredictable bursts and buy everything at the same time, so it is only to be expected.
Recently we have lost the use of the incoming fixed phone (it rings, but doesnt let you answer it, then it takes a message which is too noisy to hear), my mobile phone refuses to remember missed calls, or any calls at all in fact, and the washing machine went down in metaphoric flames after a spin cycle that lasted at least three hours...
I thought about taking my washing to the stone 'lavoir' in the stream across the valley and broke out in a cold sweat.
And then, while I was doing my tax return, another deep joy, I looked at my royalty collection web site and discovered:
a big payment ( well big for me!) had just come through from Eurythmics days.
Thank you Dave and Annie, you wrote some bloody good songs, and I was very lucky to sing some of them for a while. And how wonderful that people still want to buy them!
Things are looking up.