Warning: Don't read this while you are eating!

Ken sat down for tea last night and looked glumly at his plate. He does this a lot. As The Only Person Who Cooks in our household, I get a sinking feeling in my own stomach, wondering what I've done this time. But last night it wasn't my cooking, for a change. As a courier for a pathology service, he collects all kinds of stuff from the usual blood, urine, semen and other bodily fluids, to the occasional body part, or even animals (whole or bits).
Last night he said "I'm not real hungry tonight. I had to take a leg to one of the laboratories today. I didn't know what the parcel was, and I picked it up by one end, and realised immediately I was holding some toes". Ugh...all in a day's work.

I'm hoping I don't have a nightmare tonight (or rather, this morning, as it is getting late). But it is nothing to do with Ken's leg (I mean the other leg, not his own leg). I borrowed a book from a friend yesterday and started to read it after tea. It was one of those books that you can't put down because it gets you in. "Whispers In The Sand" by Barbara Erskine is about a woman who goes to Egypt for a holiday and ends up being 'possessed' by an ancient evil Egyptian spirit! That is a very short description of a very long and spooky story - great read!