Rather braced
Lorraine up early, and I sprang up too. Working on insulin pens copy, before shuffling off to sit in the Quack's waiting room for 50 minutes. Luckily I was listening to PG Wodehouse, tuning into a funnier world of gentlemen's gentlemen, terrifying aunts and people 'what ho!'-ing each other and feeling really rather braced.
The doctor arranging a trip to the specialist for me, as three months of this boring and depressing malarkey was deemed enough. He gave me a backup prescription for antibiotics so I won't be, um, caught short again.
Enjoyably popped out for a coffee with Anton at lunchtime. Nice place, and my first cup of coffee for weeks. Anton loves Januaries, as it is the start of his working year, and nothing has had a chance to go wrong yet. Laughing about some of his patented work tactics, such as 'short answer yes, long answer no', the principle of never saying no to anyone, until you can give them a full explanation.
Then home to finish off the insulin pens. Then balking at an unspeakable form I have to fill in from the estate agents, which I did not have the moral resilience to complete. Instead, I finished listening to Wodehouse short stories, and I cooked. Lorraine very tired once home, and we watched the Danish political drama Borgen on TV. Well acted, and compelling. An early night.
The doctor arranging a trip to the specialist for me, as three months of this boring and depressing malarkey was deemed enough. He gave me a backup prescription for antibiotics so I won't be, um, caught short again.
Enjoyably popped out for a coffee with Anton at lunchtime. Nice place, and my first cup of coffee for weeks. Anton loves Januaries, as it is the start of his working year, and nothing has had a chance to go wrong yet. Laughing about some of his patented work tactics, such as 'short answer yes, long answer no', the principle of never saying no to anyone, until you can give them a full explanation.
Then home to finish off the insulin pens. Then balking at an unspeakable form I have to fill in from the estate agents, which I did not have the moral resilience to complete. Instead, I finished listening to Wodehouse short stories, and I cooked. Lorraine very tired once home, and we watched the Danish political drama Borgen on TV. Well acted, and compelling. An early night.
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