for some reason i am narcissistic enough to believe that you want to know this stuff: i had an ok week. i might be back on the bosses good sides, or at least back on steadier ground.
i worked vey hard and i have a cold so i am pretty well stuffed right now and looking forward to a good nights kip before the taffster goes to hospital tomorrow. he has a skin tumour which is driving him nutty, he bites and licks at it....he is fasting now, the poor dear, ready for surgery tomorrow. the vet told me he is at increased risk due to his advanced age. "i dont think of him as old", i said, to be told that at twelve he is past his expected life of 9-11 years!
we got thai take-away tonight. it was a lucky dip because we ended up with somebody else's food. followed that up with "Vicky Christina Barcelona" i loved it