What a prick

Acupuncture: some needles hurt more than others. It is slightly discomforting to be riddled with punctures, but it definitely wasn’t as bad as the spine ‘pops’ the chiropractor inflicts upon you. Or the deep tissue massage you get from a physiotherapist for that matter.

The acupuncturist, Susan, was a lovely woman, with an amiable eccentricity. She had the kind of scattered-brained persona that didn’t undermine your confidence in her skills. She told me that the problem with my neck and shoulders is due to my gall bladder. This seems to beggar belief, but I’ll be interested to see if the Chinese view of the body is as valid as the West’s.

Any positive results? Well, my neck and shoulders seem a lot freer this morning, as Susan promised. Psychosomatic? As long as it works, I don’t get a shit.