Moto has noticed I'm swelling up. Not getting chubby per se--more that my belly balloons, probably with gas ( Read more... )

I only just caught up with Terry Pratchett's Dimbleby lecture on assisted dying and was really quite moved by it.

As I may have mentioned before, the Swedes have mastered the technology required to build a comfortably warm home. It is Siberian cold outside and yet I feel snug in my T-shirt in the flat. No extra layers required ( Read more... )

It's a public holiday--Epiphany Day--here in Sweden and Moto and I are holed up at home with horrid head colds.

Bugger.

It was a bright day out today, but I slept through most of it while Moto and Kei went to the Kungsparken. I'm not still entirely recovered from the lurgi, even though I took two days off work this week ( Read more... )

Well, the week is over and I somehow survived, though most of Friday afternoon was spent in a mindless daze ( Read more... )

(1) So it sounds like there may be some people interested in the Wimbledon flat. And about time too. However, I won't get my hopes up. It's time to cross my fingers and hope we get an offer soon.

(2) Borderlands is something of a mixed bag. A strange hybrid shooter/RPG that doesn't quite work in both but is compelling enough to keep me playing. I ( Read more... )

Moto is feeling very sick at the moment. Looks like she won't be up for Jeremy and Tim's wedding reception this evening. I may have to go on my own ( Read more... )

Saw the dentist on Tuesday. Despite concerns about buildup of calculus on my teeth the dentist soon cleaned it all away. My gnashers are feeling healthy again and my gums less irritated. Good old dentists!

Visited Stratford-on-Avon Hospital on Friday for my regular appointment. I had a new lady surgeon this time, standing in for my usual consultant. Very personable and sharp, this one ( Read more... )