time tripping

Sunday, October 19, 2008

Am continuing to add photos from the archives to the Flickr page. Here's one of Becca and Jack in our garden in Cambridge, taken when she was about three months' old.

We loved living in the UK and it was a tough decision to come back. One I'm very glad we made, but I've never missed the UK more than last Saturday, when Chris and Melanie got married, in Stow-cum-Quy, I believe it was. Congratulations, and may I add about bloody time too, y'bastards!

I still have the lurgy, but have recently discovered that pseudoephedrine is wonderful stuff. Wheeee!

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hit Shift five times and click your heels for good measure

Tuesday, October 14, 2008

This week: feeling like crap*; updating Flickr page; wondering whether to do yet another degree; wondering where Doris Lessing has been all my life. Becca seems much better though, thank heavens: taking her to the GP for a follow-up tomorrow.

Last week: went on a Course; learned about link spatter, the evils thereof. Mea maxima culpa...

Oh and working, it turns out, for the former Witch King of Angmar**. Welcome to Wellington...


*Generic winter spring lurgy (bah!)
**Had always considered librarians a faintly wraithlike breed; worst fears now confirmed. Can only speculate as to how my next performance review will pan out: YOU ARE FAILING TO MEET YOUR KEY PERFORMANCE INDICATORS!!! [unsheathes bloody big sword: smites desk...]

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with nothing on my tongue but hallelujah

Friday, October 03, 2008

Fun episodes in parenting: spending most of yesterday in the children's ward with a grey and shaking Rebecca while they tried to figure out whether she has a kidney infection. After much prodding, poking, palpating and osculting and one prolonged and particularly fraught attempt to obtain a blood sample (against vociferous and dare I say speaking as her mother impressively articulate not to say compelling objections from the hapless patient) the jury is still out. So we have been sent home with a bottle of pink antibiotic syrup while we wait for the lab to analyse the urine sample it took us about 6 hours and I forget how many frantic dashes to the loo to obtain.

Now I'm at home with a rather more cheerful little girl, planning a quiet day. We may sit in the sun. Or go for a gentle walk. And be thankful it doesn't seem to have been more serious.

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