Dept of Health:
The tooth is lots better, although the inside of my cheek is still sore. I felt like an elephant had rolled on me on Friday morning, rang into work and went back to bed, but I was feeling much better on Saturday, well enough to go to a friend's 60th birthday party in one of those areas of N London forgotten by Transport for London except for a very occasional bus puttering between such places. However, I shall be delighted when I finish this course of antibiotics, as they are messing with my innards.
Dept of, mi akademyk activitiez, I show u them:
You may be asking, where is
oursin and what have I done with her, when I report turning down 2, not one, but 2, invitations to speak. One is early next month - I am already scheduled to be giving 4 papers within 4 weeks and don't even have anything already written that I could dust off for the purpose, plus, it would be outside London and I have quite enough travelling to look forward (?) to. The other one was initially enticing, but while I consider myself reasonably up to speed on Victorian sapphism and female attachments, it would involve having to do more reading than I would really want to do about a Certain Eminent Victorian (one of the eponymous Stracheyan EVs), which would be really somewhat peripheral to my general interests.
Dept of consumerism:
Marks and Sparks have at long last brought back the classic stretch waist khaki cords, but are still falling down over the round- or crew-neck classic black lambswool sweater.
O NOEZ - Roger and Gallet seem to have discontinued their vetyver soap, woez woez. Can anyone recommend any other brand of vetyver soap?
Dept of Being An Archivist:
Cleared up one or two outstanding procrastinated things at work, and even managed to get in a little cataloguing time. However, the designated sorting area is currently freezing bloody cold and even if I take a cardigan with me next time, about an hour of it is all I can stand.
Dept of Internetz:
Broadband draaaaaaama yesterday, as in, internet no can haz, but I sorted it out with support after hanging on the line with the suspicion that on Sundays, 'all our operatives are busy' = one guy and a phone queue. It's not altogether clear to me that anything he did fixed it as opposed to its fixing itself, but anyway, it was fixed. He recommends leaving the router on - your thoughts, Y/N?
Dept of Gross Self-Indulgence:
And I am taking a few days at Grayshott late in November.
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