Odds'n'sodds
I got to spend today on the top floor of the former Adelphi Hotel near Embankment. Fabulous views. Off to Wimpole St tomorrow and St Mary Axe on Thursday so I hope to get to the 'tun.
Tequila was hauled protesting to the vet, where she received three jabs and a thermometer in a very unladylike place. She is still not herself, but is eating a bit and seems to have stopped throwing up. The jabs were an anti-emetic, an anti-biotic and a pain killer, poor little muffin. I am not her favourite person any more, and I still have to give her a worming tablet. Going to wait another day for that, I think.
And summer's last gasp seems to have wheezed out. I suppose the only consolation is not having to fret about whether to rush in the morning to get the washing on so it can go out on the line. Now you can do it any time of day or night because you have to hang it inside anyway. Then again, I suppose not everybody frets about this kind of thing. Actually, my washing-hanging behaviour is the clearest indication I have of mild OCD.
Tequila was hauled protesting to the vet, where she received three jabs and a thermometer in a very unladylike place. She is still not herself, but is eating a bit and seems to have stopped throwing up. The jabs were an anti-emetic, an anti-biotic and a pain killer, poor little muffin. I am not her favourite person any more, and I still have to give her a worming tablet. Going to wait another day for that, I think.
And summer's last gasp seems to have wheezed out. I suppose the only consolation is not having to fret about whether to rush in the morning to get the washing on so it can go out on the line. Now you can do it any time of day or night because you have to hang it inside anyway. Then again, I suppose not everybody frets about this kind of thing. Actually, my washing-hanging behaviour is the clearest indication I have of mild OCD.