For the past couple of days, I have had the kind of low-grade, brooding headache which has put me extremely out of sorts. It’s rather like there is a vise around my entire head, squeezing ever-tighter – quite unlike a migrane or tension headache.

I once (or twice) read an utterly, wonderfully perfect description of such a headache, but alas, the source now seems to be lost in the dim, dark recesses of my brain.

I want to say that it was Ruth Rendell, but I am quite convinced it was not. This is the problem with my memory being less sharp, tidbits that were once so close to the surface are now quite forgotten – would that my headache were so.

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