Wednesday, April 30, 2008

Lost five bloody chickens to a bloody fox this morning. I was woken up by the commotion, went outside with my rake and was in time to save one relatively unharmed from the fox. Sadly it died, presumably from shock, about ten minutes later. Ho hum. Chicken for supper it is then. Am really bloody cross.

Wrists a little better over the last few days though.

Thursday, April 24, 2008


We were completely out of fish so I went to the supermarket to restock the freezer.

Having trawled around the aisles gathering together my shopping, I chose a till and deposited the whole lot on the belt.

Till lady started ringing it all up. About two minutes into the process, she suddenly utters a muffled cry, jumps up, calls the supervisor, says "Can you take over please, quickly?" and disappears at a smart run, saying "Oh No, Oh No", under her breath again and again.

Yes reader: Turns out I that out of all the two or so dozen available till staff to whom to present my EU-quota sized catch of the day, I had picked the only one who was severely allergic to fish...*

*She came back a few minutes later absolutely fine.

Monday, April 14, 2008


A huge thumbs up to my friend Zee who completed the London Marathon yesterday despite a nasty fall early on. Her marathon story is on the fundraising page I just linked to- I just hope she hasn't wrecked her knee for ever.

Monday, April 07, 2008

It's been threatening for a while. Even before I took up the piano again a couple of months ago, my wrists would start playing up after long periods of work. And now I seem to be heading into full-blown RSI/ carpal tunnel syndrome territory.

I have been neglecting my hands and arms: I have a terrible posture while working, I type with my wrists bent upwards into what ought to be an uncomfortable position, and which makes my piano teacher tut when she sees me do it when playing, and now I am suffering the consequences- numb forearms, and fingers that seize up occasionally but more and more often.

The only solution I can see is the same one she chose, voice recognition software, enabling me to type a whole lot less since typing will be reduced to correcting mistakes. I can't unfortunately just stop working when no work= no pay.

Tuesday, April 01, 2008

A week in the country 

There's something about my mother's house that makes me come over all limp, rebellious and surly. It has the same effect on my hair too.

Also (crime of crimes!) there's no internet.

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