Archives For february

The 28th of February.

Had a lovely time at Lefty Scum last night. Josie and Johnny loved the bunny I made for the baby, and the show was so great. Grace Petrie is brilliant; a British Kimya Dawson of our time. The man sitting next to me blew his nose and the woman next to him coughed a lot which concerned me but I do not appear to have picked anything up from them, touch wood.

Today I have been crocheting like mental to get Sara’s spaniel done before Luisa’s show tonight, but now I’m not sure she’ll still be there at the interval because Suzi is leaving straight after her bit to get back to London so Sara’ll probably do the same. No matter, I’ll hold on to them for now.

That is all I have done today, in front of the tv. Had a bit of a Bones binge, and saw the episode of How to Get Away with Murder with the Caplan and Gold party and I think it was the most stressed I have ever been during a tv show in my life. Watching Laurel miscarry in the lift was harrowing. I texted Christine throughout.

The 1st of March.

Not surprisingly, today has consisted of very little. I slept through my alarm, somehow, but not too late. Put on the twosie I got for Christmas and thermal socks, although my toes are still perished. We’ve probably got it the easiest in the country, but it’s still way too cold for me.

So young Mac and I have had a snuggly snow day. He got a bit neglected yesterday, so he and I have watched much Netflix. I got as far up to date with The Blacklist as possible, and the rest of it has been Hemlock Grove. The plot is absolute rubbish and the writing is pretty terrible but hey, my standards aren’t high.

That has been literally it! Bed will be electric blanket on full, two extra blankets, pyjamas tucked into furry socks. Too cold.

The 26th of February.

I found the birthday card! I had hidden it (too well, it turns out) in a Christmas bag by my window. Very pleased because it is a great card.

First thing, I gave Mommy her card and presents – a pair of embroidery scissors she’d asked for, and some afternoon tea Biscuiteers biscuits. Then, once I’d had my coffee, I went back upstairs to the computer. I put together Suzi’s sausage dog while scanning for duplicates, then marking and deleting them. The program I got to help with iCloud is no good, so I’m going to have to do it the tedious way.

I got sick to the back teeth of marking individual photos, especially when there were over 40,000 groups, and then the program crashed, so I thought fuck it. I created some rules, auto-marked and trashed them. And seeing as I’m doing the iCloud photos on a browser, I can do it downstairs on the laptop and not be in agony. I’m going to ring the GP tomorrow to find out if they’ve had this letter about steroid injections. I ought to be able to sit in a normal chair without excruciating pain.

The 27th of February.

No computer today! Well, a tiny bit, but using the laptop, not at my desk.

I had a big sleep, and this morning I did very little bar having a hairwash, petting the kitten and doing a bit of gym research. I simply don’t have the impetus to work out at home, so I need to find somewhere that I can go which is more accessible to me i.e. no stairs.

After lunch, I started working on Sara’s King Charles spaniel while catching up on some tv. I’ve made the head and body, and seen the new iZombie (how I have missed it) and last week’s How to Get Away with Murder. I am unhappy that Connor proposed to Oliver because I love them and I think this means that Connor will probably die.

I also spoke to the GP to see if they’d received the letter from Dr. Blaney’s secretary. They had not, so I rang her, but she wasn’t the. Someone from her office rang me back, and it turns out she never fucking sent it. It has been done now but fuck, she is incompetent.


The 24th of February.

I am so close to being finished. Or at least, finishing a stage. All I have done today is sit in front of that damn machine. I did at least get four sausage dog legs made and watch over half of Mindhunter at the same time.

All the photos are backed up and deleted from the phone and photos app. There are some left on the iPad that I cannot access no matter what I do and I think I am going to have to restore it to factory settings to get rid of them. Then there is the iCloud website. There are still 12,000 photos on there and to delete them, you have to click on each one individually. I am downloading a program to hopefully help me do it in a less time-consuming manner.

I still have to look at exactly what I want to put back on to my phone, but that is a task for another day. Tonight, I have to check what is important on the iPad, then restore it. I hate everything.

The 25th of February.

Ohh I am very annoyed. I seem to have lost the really great birthday card I got for Mommy. I was wrapping her presents this afternoon, was looking where I thought the card was but couldn’t find it anywhere. So that’s frustrating,

This morning I was back on the computer. Deleting stuff from iCloud and hunting for duplicates. I think I should probably just do one thing at a time because my duplicate program kept crashing which is not ideal. I am at least making progress with the iCloud website photos – got rid of over 1000. Only about 11,000 more to go.

We went out for Mommy’s birthday meal a day early, so picked up Grandma and went to Water’s at Resorts World for Sunday lunch. I decided not to have a starter because I wanted space for a pudding, but it ended up being a bit disappointing. My main course, chicken breast with crispy skin and sage and onion stuffing (so moist!) was beautiful, but my chocolate and orange mousse was nothing special. I should have gone for the sticky toffee pudding instead.


The 22nd of February.

Today has been most boring and not particularly fruitful. Plus I am in quite a serious amount of pain. Not only have I been sitting badly at the computer all day so my back is dreadful, but I accidentally stabbed myself in the thigh with my crochet scissors which are incredibly sharp. I felt them go in and immediately screamed FUCK, then ran into my bedroom, grabbed a dressing from my drawer and stuck it on, putting as much pressure on it as possible. It hasn’t bled too much, but it’s pretty fucking sore.

So yes, at the computer. I hate to admit it but I keep being ready to clear things, then I find another job that needs doing first. That was backing up videos I’ve got of gigs that I’m not certain have been saved elsewhere and that has taken hours. I have finished season 4 of The Blacklist, and have deleted up to 2016. 2018 is the big beast – it’s where all the reborn photos live so that’s over 40,000 photos and I am not looking forward to it.

I got the money from Union Chapel! And our grand total is just over £14k! Amazing.

The 23rd of February.

Today has been half boring and half joyous. First half boring, because I was sat at the computer again. I can pretty much guarantee that is how I’ll spend my weekend too. Deleting, deleting. So tedious. I’ve got to halfway through 2017 now. Very close to the stupidly large 2018 folder that is a huge mess. Then I have to sort out what photos actually belong in this year. Ugh.

Came back downstairs for lunch, then Daddy and I went to see Black Panther! I couldn’t book the tickets beforehand because Vue have altered their system so you can’t get a carer ticket online for Gold Class. I don’t think it’s on purpose, because we could get them fine in the cinema – the website just needs fixing.

It is SO GOOD. Not just the acting, the story, the characters, but the set is fantastic, it is lit beautifully, the sound is used exquisitely, even taken away when the moment is right. It has all been thought through so carefully. I can’t imagine how it must feel for black people everywhere to see themselves and their culture represented so wonderfully. Maybe if I saw disabled actors playing characters unrelated to their impairment. Anyway. Wakanda forever.


The 20th of February.

Today has been very boring, but productive.

I woke up earlier than planned, which was frustrating but that at least meant I could get back to work on the computer early. Yeah, back on that.

I decided today I would back up the newer photos, the ones I’ll want to have on my phone, so if I decide to wipe it, they’re ready to put back on.

To pass the time while things got sorted and copied, I worked on the poodle. Now her arms and legs look all floofy (or as much as they can, when made of wool). I finished Altered Carbon, and then returned to The Blacklist. Did one of my minor workouts.

Also had some phone calls/emails about hospital stuff. I chased up my Andrew appointment, and he’s away for half term but I am assured it should be soon. Sorted out my next dental hospital appointment because that hadn’t come through. Going to clinic tomorrow to get some antibiotics because I am coughing up yellow phlegm of a morning and I’d rather it didn’t get worse. And finally, spoke to Dr. Blaney’s secretary, who has apparently sent a letter to the GP about steroid injections, but it only went today so we’ll see what actually happens.

The 21st of February.

Cripes. It’s been a long day, and it’ll be a long evening.

I woke up super early so we could go out at 9 to get clinic done. It was incredibly quiet, but I still got a good chunk of my book read. I saw Sridhar, and we decided that I only really go there for drugs, so let’s make it an annual visit and get the GP to dispense drugs. I didn’t get any antibiotics for my cough, but I gave them some phlegm to test so we’ll see what that says.

Waited for ages for pharmacy, then we went to Piccadilly to get my glasses adjusted as the right leg was rubbing on my ear bone and being painful. Also got a mint chocolate cronut from Medicine because it smelled too good to pass up.

Since getting back, I have been sat at the computer. I spoke to Apple on the phone, and they remotely accessed my iMac, but couldn’t understand why it’s done what it’s done. So I’ve linked everything back up to the iCloud, and am going to spend my evening manually deleting everything. Such fun!


The 18th of February.

I think I might have to stop wearing jeans for a while – the way they fit or do not fit is messing with my mind and making it veer off onto anorexic-esque paths that I worked so hard to learn to ignore. Some pairs fit my legs but are too large at my waist, some fit my legs but are too small for my waist, some are tight at the calf but not the thigh, and most claim to be the same size. I don’t think I will ever have a completely easy relationship with my body and food.

This morning, I wrote up a blog post, then made the head of the poodle. I started it last night, but wasn’t paying enough attention so I fucked it up.

After lunch, Mommy and I went round to the house of my friend Kathryn’s parents, so I could drop off the crocheted Christmas chaps I made for her and they can take them to Iceland, where she lives.

I made the poodle’s ears, then spent the rest of my afternoon watching Altered Carbon with Mac. He was being a monkey and kept going behind the television, but eventually he got tired and fell asleep on my lap. Nice and warm. Too bad there wasn’t another kitten at my feet – my toes are freezing.

The 19th of February.

The photos I deleted are back. How?! I went on to Photos this morning to move some more around, and I found the total was back at 30,000. I am so confused. I think wiping them all and starting again will be the way to go.

Apart from that, this morning I made the tail and arms of the poodle and stuffed her feet.

After lunch, I watched some more of The Blacklist, and started putting the poodle together. However, none of it looked right, so I pulled her apart, and then Becky came round for a catch up. Haven’t seen her for several weeks, so she was here a while. I introduced her to Mac and we had tea, and I heard about recent school antics and familial drama. I told her how last Monday had gone, which she was glad to hear of – she couldn’t come with school being so busy. If only half term here had been a week earlier!

I’ve managed to now get the head, ears and legs on the poodle. Got to do the arms and tail, then curly coat.



The 16th of February.

Another day of much the same. I seem to have come to the conclusion, unconsciously, that the best plan is to systematically put everything I’ll want in future into my Dropbox, so they’re safe, then delete pretty much everything from the iCloud and start again. It’s really boring and slow, but at the moment it’s the only way I can see to do it. I’ve also discovered that the 20,000 photos I deleted from the Photos app are not deleted from the website version of iCloud, which doesn’t make any sense. I think I need to have a webchat with someone, but I’m going to leave that until Monday. Going to the cinema tomorrow and I don’t want to start something I can’t finish.

Read a little bit more Gnomon, but it’s been mainly Altered Carbon today. I keep spotting people I recognise – I realised the main actor is Holder from The Killing (the shit American version), and I’ve seen Val from Riverdale, Cam from Bones and Jiaying from Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D.

Curse you, iCloud. 

The 17th of February.

Day off from all the computer business. I can’t keep doing that to my back; needs a rest.

So, this morning I finally put up the two late blog posts, and spent some time petting and chatting with Mac. He gets a bit sad when he’s alone, poor thing. Will have to find him an owner who has time to hang out with him.

After lunch, I started work on Flick’s poodle, but didn’t get very far before Daddy and I had to go out to the cinema. We were seeing The Shape of Water but not at Vue because for some reason they aren’t showing it, so went to Resorts World. Some bizarre people had a go at Daddy when he pulled into the car park for reasons we didn’t really understand, and they called him Granddad which was silly because that isn’t happening any time in the foreseeable future.

Thankfully we did not encounter them again, and the film is every bit as good as everyone says. Except the few upsetting parts but one has to expect that from a Guillermo del Toro film. I’m so glad that budget constraints meant they couldn’t shoot it in black and white because the colour theme is so beautiful. Also, somebody write a script for Octavia Spencer as lead so she can get the Oscar she deserves.