Classmates

To the medical centre to get a shingles jab at 8:25. The woman said 'sorry' as the needle slid in. When I stood up I felt momentarily light headed. This alarmed her to the extent that she gave me a small bottle of sparkling water from her own bag, rather than risk leaving the room to get a glass. After a hypochondriacal self-check, I had a bit of water, and felt soon felt fine. Making a drama out of nothing as usual.

Breakfast with Lorraine, then did some recording with Robin, mainly festive banter. I had to break off a couple of times as Brian was walking about the house several times miaowing with the catnip mouse in his mouth. As he is deaf this gets very loud indeed. His behaviour hasn't really changed since Calliope died. Hard to know if it has even registered, as Brian, though handsome is not the smartest of beings. 

Attempted to pick up the threads of doing some writing on the Kenniad. I made a few tweaks, but couldn't get into a flow state. Went into town and bought some more Christmas cards from Oxfam. Decided to work downstairs on my laptop and Chris called in briefly to fix one of the radiators, and Martin the man from the vegetable delivery called and I gave him a little present. He seems very religious and wished me a blessed time. I've grown to quite like him, as he always stops for a chat.

Off this evening to The Open House, where we met the Hoibaks and the Hartleys -- and had a Christmas dinner and a few drinks. Luckily the food was good.  

Julie, Peter's wife, was asking about Calliope's death, despite the fact she has lost a sister and an aunt in the last month or so. Nevertheless a cheery night, and good to see my old classmates and their wives. Hopped on a train, handily just a few steps away, and was home in time to watch an episode of Frasier before bed.We seem to now be watching this all over again, but it is very comforting on a dark night.