Archives For Joel Dommett

The 10th of December.

Ugh. I feel like garbage. I think it is 95% because of my eye still being irritated and irritating. It is marginally better than yesterday but nowhere near adequate. 

I got one blog post for before staring at a screen became too sore. Seriously, I have spent a great deal of my day with my eyes closed, wishing I had the ability to nap in the day. I had some brief respite when I made a chocolate orange drinking fudge and ate a Dorotea biscuit (they are the super delicious biscuits that I have only ever found in Harrods, described as “mini pastries” but they are not, they are chocolate biscuits). 

Honestly I would just like today to be over because I want my eye to feel better and I am very grumbly which is no fun for anyone. Also it would be great if my back would not hurt for every single second of the day. 

The 11th of December. 

Vastly improved today. My eye was still slightly dodgy this morning, but has got better as the day’s gone on, and my back has been terrible since I got up. Doing anything that requires me to support my own back has been incredibly painful. I had thought I’d go to the gym if I was feeling less shit, but considering the light at the gym is brighter than at home, and the pain I’ve been in, it was not a good idea. I won’t get another opportunity to go until Thursday, but oh well. 

So this morning I was able to write up the post I should have done yesterday, and I watched Joel on Sunday Brunch. I think what’s so great about how well I’m A Celebrity has gone for him is that when I saw him at The Glee, he was so excited to be doing a gig there, even in just the studio, but now his tour’s selling out and he’s doing bigger venues, I know he won’t be taking any of it for granted. Bless him. 

I got to impart some good news to a potential adopter who liked a kitten but he had a viewing yesterday. Happily, his brother and sister got reserved instead so I got to tell her he was still available! Oh, she was thrilled. 

This afternoon, I’ve been mainly playing with our kitties. They really like the jumper I’m wearing today and keep trying to eat the penguins on it. Stupid kitties. 

The 21st of October. 

Today has not been particularly exciting but I am hoping it will improve tonight as I will be out at The Glee seeing Joel Dommett!

This morning, Daddy took me into Birmingham so I could pick up my replacement phone and he could see what Apple have done to Taid’s old workplace (he worked there when it was the Midland Bank). He very much enjoyed their accessibility solution, and once inside, I sent him off to have a look around while I found someone who could help. I found a man with the right information, and I got taken to a table to wait for another person to bring me the new phone. He took the old one, erased it, put the SIM in the new one and we were done. Then I just had to wait for Daddy to resurface. 

When he finally did, we returned home, and after lunch I went upstairs to restore the phone from the backup. Thankfully it didn’t take a ridiculously long time, so when it was done I still had time to call the vet and book the kittens and Amy in for chipping and neutering, then the adopters of three of the kittens so I can meet them before the actual adoption. I’ve now just had Sheila on the phone and she’s trying to convince me to take on the homing officer role. I’ll think about it. 

The 22nd of October. 

I’m really sleepy, so much that I am wishing the hours to bedtime away. I got in quite late because the gig ran over by about twenty minutes, mainly because of heckling by a twat called Rob, and he (Joel, not Rob) hung around afterwards for photos and chats so I had one of each – he actually recognised me from Twitter and is proud to join the illustrious group that is my cool gang of comedy pals. I also got recognised in the toilet by a girl who was at the gig on Wednesday, and she asked how my popcorn lung was. My level of fame is rising. 

Becky came round this morning (having given me enough notice to allow time for me to get dressed) and we had a good chinwag. Her cats, my cats, her school, my latest medical fun, her brothers, and my phone saga. We went to see the kitties and I passed them all to her one at a time for pets. They were all very well-behaved, and now I’ve got Shari coming back on Tuesday to see Angelica and Alfie again. This afternoon, I have been reading the Saturday Guardian and crocheting while catching up on recorded tv from last night. I might have to undo what I’ve made today because I used a wool I am unhappy with and as it’s a gift, although the recipient won’t know, it will bother me. I’ll see how it looks partially stuffed and then decide.