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The 3rd of December.

I have had many jobs to do today, and have completed most of them. The important ones, anyway.

Once dressed and full of festive coffee, I got two blog posts done (the one I typed yesterday didn’t work), then set about writing some promotional blurb for this event I am planning (I promise details next week) and it is harder than you might think! It took me the whole of the rest of the morning. It needed to be under 200 words and I am very bad at being concise.

After lunch, I did some more of my crochet gifts while we skipped through the X Factor final (let’s not talk about it), then I painted my nails while we caught up with last week’s Howard’s End. Wrote some more emails, and now I am about to plan where Mommy and I go tomorrow in London and in what order. Christmas shopping trip!

The 4th of December .

I am on a train and my back hurts. It has been a long day and my left eye has been excruciating for most of it. I have positively flooded it with drops to try to alleviate some of the pain. Occasionally it hurts less and I am taking the opportunities as they come.

I woke up at twenty past five for no good reason and couldn’t get back to sleep, so I tossed and turned as I listened to podcasts to kill the time.

Coffee, toast, advent calendar biscuit (I decided I probably wouldn’t want to eat it by the time I got back this evening). At New Street for ten o’clock, where I discovered Nationwide were having issues so I couldn’t withdraw any money or use my debit card. Not ideal for a day of Christmas shopping. Still, it got resolved while we were on the train, so I got some cash at Euston and breathed a sigh of relief.

Started at Harrods where we spent half an hour getting lost trying to find the café, having to traverse the hell that is the Toy Kingdom before finally finding the place to sit and drink coffee and eat lunch. I had a braffle, which is a brioche-waffle hybrid filled with Welsh rarebit and it was delicious. We were entertained by the very stressed manager telling all the staff that it was imperative that they smile, and when he got angry he started speaking Italian so we couldn’t understand. The one thing I hate about Harrods is that no matter when you go, it always seems to be full of children. Why are they not at school? I am very much of the Victorian position that children should be seen and not heard except I don’t want to see them either unless I have chosen to spend time with them. All I purchased was a salted caramel brownie. Disappointing this year!

Next stop Fortnum & Mason which was much better. I only bought my festive Buck’s Fizz marmalade but Mommy got several things so it was worth it. We only go to the food floor in there because the lifts are ghastly and I cannot be arsed. So then we went to Liberty via Cinnabon (I cannot pass it without buying one, it would be a disservice to Dean) and there I found joy in a felt sausage dog tree ornament and the haberdashery. The wall of wool is my happy place. However, I discovered the one in John Lewis is even better. I know I should have known this, but we hadn’t been before so didn’t know its true beauty. So much wool. I bought some that I would never normally have purchased but my eye really hurt and I was sad so I made a decision of self-pity.

Last stop Selfridges. I bought an elf gingerbread man. But he was all. I saw some fun wrapping paper but it would be ridiculous to buy that in London and besides, I have not decided on a theme yet and I can’t do that until I have got all my gifts. I have bought one present today, only a couple left to go. I am so uninspired this year.

Now on our way home. I am so looking forward to a comfortable chair and taking off my eye make up.

The 20th of June. 

It has been slightly less hot today. It didn’t feel like it this morning – I had to get changed after going upstairs to put on minimal make up because I was so sweaty. It was very unpleasant. 

I was meeting Sadie for waffles at one, so Mommy dropped me off in the Bullring car park and I went up in the lift to Selfridges so I didn’t have to deal with any blinding sunlight. I was early, as always, so I got a table and waited for her while perusing the menu. We decided we would have just waffles, no room for milkshakes too. I went for the Seriously Cinnamon, but without all the whipped cream and stuff they normally put on top. Just cinnamon and syrup for me please. 

I got to hear all about the debacle of her stolen phone, her dealings with the book eater (Matthew Goodwin, her PhD supervisor), and she got to squeeze my fat fluidy arm. A fair trade. Still no venoplasty date, by the way. Once we’d eaten and paid (neither of us could finish our plates), we moved to Starbucks for cold beverages and comfier chairs. Amazingly, sofas became available just as we ordered our drinks! How fortuitous. While there, we saw two children riding around the toy section of Selfridges on these houses that move around like real ones. They’re incredible and I want one. 

Back home, I managed to get the kittens to play a little bit. They will play with me, as long as I don’t make any sudden movements. Sigh. 

The 21st of June. 

Today has been the hottest. And I had to go outside. Bleah. Oxygen clinic at ten, where we saw Ben, who was very happy to see me without tubing on my face and looking much brighter. He also wanted to know what was going on with my venoplasty/PICC, and when we told him that nothing has happened, he said he would email Andrew to try to speed things up. 

Had a slightly longer appointment with the oxygen nurse, just because I had to explain everything about the pneumonia and my stays in during the past six months. She stabbed me in the ear and my oxygen levels were a bit lower than last year but that is only to be expected and they weren’t terrible.

Went into town before going home, where I bought three books (Why I’m No Longer Talking to White People About Race by Reni Eddo-Lodge, The Power by Naomi Alderman and We Should All Be Feminists by Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie), an eyeliner and mascara from Boots, and a fan brush from The Body Shop. The lady who served me had to go and find one from the stock room, and came back with several which she put on the counter. I paid, and she brought my receipt and change round the counter to give to me, but not the brush. I assumed she had just forgotten to pick it up so asked for one and she thought she’d given it to me but I didn’t, so she handed it over. Then we went to Starbucks so I could get an espresso frappuccino. While I was waiting, I happened to look in my bag and saw a brush, which confused me because I was sure I’d put it in the Foyles bag with the books. I checked, and there was a brush in there too! I had no idea how the one in my handbag got there, so I got my drink and we went back to The Body Shop. I went up to the counter, where the lady was, and handed her the extra brush, apologising for my accidental thievery. She was very surprised me but congratulated me on my honesty. Sure I could have kept it, but what would I do with two? Seriously no clue what happened. 

This afternoon, I think I made some progress with Betsy and Brodie – we played games with my fingers. They don’t immediately run away from me now. 

I had an appointment with Trine at the chiro at half four, and it was much better than last time. No hospital bed makes such a difference!

The 8th of December.

Back in London for our annual Christmas shopping trip. Kittens were fine so we didn’t have to worry about them while we were out. We left the house at half past nine for our train at half ten, and had a very uneventful journey down, save for a super fun baby who I got to make faces at.

From Euston, we went straight to Selfridges. I was disappointed to find that they had no rainbow bagels, but that was probably for the best, as we need to make space in the freezer, not take up more. We went up to the Christmas shop, where I bought a very cute mouse ornament, and found exactly the kind of wrapping paper I want to use this year, so now I just need to get it here, as I wasn’t going to carry it round London all day. We made our way over to the Selfridges Kitchen to get a table, and soon enough, Lauren appeared! We swapped presents, then went to get food. I had a smoked salmon, cream cheese and spinach crêpe, and we got to catch up, mainly talking about Christmas and her job.

When we were done, she went home for a nap, and Mommy and I went to Liberty. I cannot be in their scarf hall without thinking of The Apprentice now. Their Christmas shop was not very exciting – there were some cat decorations that I liked but I was not prepared to pay £15 for one. Maybe £5. Also they have a big thing about peacocks this year. Is the traditional Christmas peacock something I’ve missed? Anyway. On the way out, I had a great experience with a guide dog in the lift who moved out of the way of my chair in such a courteous fashion, it was adorable.

Next stop Anthropologie. I just wanted one of their Christmas mugs, and Mommy wanted to buy things that will be Grandma’s Christmas presents to her and Daddy. I couldn’t find the mug, and there was a part of the shop that was inaccessible because of steps, so a very helpful customer service assistant took me through the back of the shop and down in the goods lift. It was really tight and awkward but she was so good, then when I still couldn’t find the mug, she went and got one for me! Then, when we’d paid, instead of me going back the difficult way, the helpful lady got the boys on staff to come and carry the chair up the five steps so I could use the normal lift. I was so impressed with them.

Our next destination required a taxi, who took us to Dominique Ansel Bakery. It was amazingly not busy, so we were able to have a good look at everything before deciding. I had to have a cronut – an actual cronut – and Mommy had a Kouign Amann. My cronut tasted like a Kinder Bueno. I would like to try maybe a chocolate one so I can compare it to a Rinkoffs one, but I would say the Rinkoffs version is just as good. I also bought an extra moist brownie and a chocolate chunk cookie to take home.

Last stop was Harrods. I bought a brownie from there too, plus some coffee and biscuits. In their Christmas shop, I got a little mouse in a Harrods vest to go on the tree, and there was a very tense moment when we heard a smash and everyone went silent and looked around for the culprit. Thankfully, it was someone who worked there, so it was fine. It’ll just come out of her wages. We had a mildly stressful moment in Villeroy and Boch when they couldn’t find a stock version of what we wanted to buy, so we ended up taking the display one, then hurrying out so we could get a cab back to Euston.

It felt like the longest journey in the world, but we finally arrived with just moments to spare.

Home, toasted teacake, bed.

The 9th of December. 

I feel pretty ropey today – super tired, and my left eye has been really sensitive and sore all day which hasn’t helped. 

So it’s been a pretty quiet day. After breakfast, coffee and lots of kitten hugs, I spent a good hour writing about yesterday. I would have written up the post for the 6th and 7th, but looking at screens has been quite painful. That has also meant that I couldn’t really do the Christmas shopping u wanted to do today. Maybe tomorrow if my eye is better. 

After lunch (and half my Dominique Ansel cookie), I went upstairs to lie down and give my eyes a rest from looking at anything for a while. I gave the kittens a good cuddle as well because we had to go back to the vet today. It was just for their general health check so nobody got stabbed in the neck like last time. They certainly remember that because none of them wanted to get in the carrier today – two ran to hide under the chair.  

We did get them all though, and Rory the vet was very happy with them all. They need to eat more before they can be neutered, but I don’t even know what the plan is for them right now. There are things that need to be worked out but I don’t need to worry about that, I just have to keep feeding and petting them. I can do that.

 

The 19th of November. 

Long, exhausting day, but ultimately worth it because annual Christmas trip to London! Up super-early because we were getting the train in and they have been untrustworthy of late. The Queen was opening Grand Central today so naturally the security was up to the sky. Sniffer dogs, armed police with their giant machine guns and a policeman who asked about a “lift engineer” he understood to be on the premises but it sounded to me like code. Thankfully we left before the Queen arrived, so we got to London with no hassle!

A taxi took us to Harrods which he was delighted about because going East was awful. Always start in the food hall so I got Christmas coffee, a gingerbread elf, a fondant fancy Santa in a bed and a Harrods version of a chocolate cronut which I had to try to protect from being squished all day. We looked around the Christmas shop where I bought a little yeti who has a special little arm and I love him. We had lunch in The Tea Room where I had Welsh Rarebit and it was vast. There was a terrible family at next to us; the children behaved awfully and the parents were too rich to care. I gave them reproachful looks. 

We checked the Christmas shop for anything we’d missed, then got another cab to Liberty. Stationery, scarves, Christmas shop, haberdashery. Actually what I ended up buying was a flat white cup and saucer and a cappuccino cup and saucer from Acme which I was thrilled about because I didn’t think it could be bought for domestic use. I’m going to have the blue one now and I’m having the red one for Christmas. All the wool in the haberdashery was very tempting but I can get that elsewhere and I have enough wool right now. There wasn’t a huge amount for us in Liberty, so then we went up Oxford Street to Selfridges and that was our last stop. Bought a salt beef on rye from The Brass Rail to take home, and spent forever searching for water in a plastic bottle, which is impossible to find. I liked an Alexa Chung nail varnish but couldn’t find it on its own, and I liked a jumper in H&M which they didn’t have in a small! Despite that, it wasn’t an unsuccessful trip – I had a fun Christmas day with my momma. 

I sat opposite a super attractive man on the train home. If I’d been alone I might have spoken to him. 

The 20th of November. 

I am very sleepy today. I woke up a little bit woozy and light-headed from the Zopiclone I had last night, so I took it easy this morning. Nick was very chatty, so I had my breakfast but couldn’t go to him until I had written about yesterday. By the time I was finished, I went to give him a snuggle for about half an hour until I had to go out again. 

Daddy had left his computer glasses at home, so I went with Mommy to take Grandma home from Fellowship, then we took his specs to his work. It was not pissing it down with rain today, so I got a sausage from the German market. I only get them once a year, and they are so good. I always get them from the circular place at the top of the market – it is the original. Only got poffertjes left to eat now! I also got some 0.38 black Muji pens because I think I am running low. Running low on facewipes too and Superdrug had them on offer so I stocked up on those as well. 

When we got back, we caught up on last night’s Masterchef, then I went to see the chatty kitty. He still gets upset when I leave the room but I think it’s improving. He doesn’t mew for quite as long when I close the door now. 

The 21st of May.

Well my day was better than I anticipated. I had to get up at quarter past six to be at the QE for my of function test at quarter past eight, so that was not particularly enjoyable, but after that, it got better. I had coffee and did my tests, the results of which were, pleasingly, better than last time. I did hope that would be the case, considering back in.February, I was still very much getting over the flu. Drl Thompson asked what I do in the gym, so I showed him the last I keep in the app, and he was surprised. I believe he described it as “proper”. 

I was all done by half past nine, but I wasn’t due up on 621 for ECP until 11:30, so I gave them a ring and they had a free machine so I was able to be done early! So we left around lunchtime and went to the Bullring, as Digbeth Dining Club are doing a collaboration with Selfridges, so I had a salame, provolone and preserved artichoke calzoni, then I got a new spiral crochet notebook and a salted caramel cookie.

This afternoon, I’ve been finishing off all the parts of mini Frankie, so I’ll hopefully put her together tonight.

The 22nd of May.

I am pretty sure I’m coming down with something – possibly what Mommy’s had, but I think it’s more a variation on that. I’m not sleeping well, feeling generally a bit pants and overly-sensitive, in a weirdly physical sense. I had ECP again this morning, and I was glad we got there early, as the machine hadn’t even been primed yet so God knows what time I might have got started. That all ticked along quite nicely, and Igor came to see me about my blood pressure. I’ve got a new drug to try, so we’ll see if/how much my feet swell up. He had Julie take some blood cultures, so they’ll show us if I need antibiotics. I probably won’t, I’m just hoping it’s a virus that goes away without getting much worse.

We went back to Selfridges after it was over as Andy’s Low ‘n’ Slow was there, and I wanted some pulled pork. I also got a couple of boxes to post crocheted stuff in, and we got an anniversary card for Peter and Sophie. Since getting home, I’ve changed into poorly-person clothes and am basically feeling pretty pathetic.

The 4th of November. 

Well I slept until half nine, but I was awake in the night and I couldn’t get back to sleep until I put the electric blanket on ’cause I was so cold. 

Today I basically crocheted all day, working on the current scarf, taking breaks only for lunch, blog updates and a quick trip to Sutton to go to Boots, M&S, WHSmith and Starbucks (peppermint mocha yaaay). 

That is all I have done today really – I painted my nails this morning? It’s not been a particularly exciting day, in terms of activity. I went through Olive and Delicious magazines, marking all the recipes I want to eat. Christmas food magazines are the best. 

The 5th of November. 

Today has been non-stop! We had our flu jabs at quarter past eleven, but we didn’t get called in until quarter to twelve. That would’ve been fine but I had the hygienist at ten past twelve. I hate the waiting room at the GP; it’s disgusting and I breathed through my scarf. Don’t touch anything. We got to the hygienist on time (just) and she was very pleased with my teeth and gums, so there was minimal abrasive flossing. 

From there, we went straight to town where the Bullring car park was really busy, but then the Starbucks in Selfridges was very empty! Which was a good thing. I got a steak and gorgonzola panini and a honey and almond hot chocolate which was covered in chocolate whipped cream and gold glitter! Jo arrived after a stressful meeting, but calmed down with a triple cheese toaster. She has been having some super fun times (not), bless her. She had to be back at work for half two, so she left and Elle, Ben and baby Luna arrived! Oh she is so cute and tiny. Three weeks old tomorrow. She was very sleepy, just happy in my arms for a few hours. She got a bit squirmy but then had some food and was better, apart from a tiny bit of sticking. When Mommy came to pick me up, she had a little cuddle too. I want her to get fatter! Need to squidge. 

Traffic home was not great, then we had tea, then Becky came to collect her snood and just general chat. She’s got her knee surgery on Friday and I was trying to explain what it’s like to get put under anaesthetic. I really enjoy it, but I’m not sure that’s the same for everyone! I just like knowing I’m going to have a nice sleep. Cosy. 

The 7th of October.

Slept in again today! Woke up at half past seven, turned over, next thing I knew it was twenty past eight! Plus I got a mysterious gift of some maple syrup from Canada but no indication as to who it had come from! It seems it was a sneaky Amelia Derry, bless her.

This morning, we went into town to visit the Origon coffee pop-up in Selfridges, but we also went to the Apple shop to buy a plug-in mouse as the trackpad has given up on functioning. We also went to Hotel Chocolate to try the new Supermilk chocolate which I was not as enamoured with as I thought I might be.

I’ve been somewhat depressed today because I’ve worked out how long it’s going to take for me to get off steroids and it won’t be until the middle of November, meaning I’ll still have a fat face at Christmas. I know it shouldn’t be a big deal but it is and I feel really shitty about it.

The 8th of October.

I am stuck in a horrible self-loathing state and I can’t seem to get my head out of it. I had to get up at half six because I had photopheresis at nine this morning, and I’ve got a lung function test tomorrow at nine before ECP and possibly a blood transfusion as my haemoglobin was on the low side today.

This afternoon I edited Julie’s first draft of the piece for Grazia, crocheted a bit, watched TV and was generally something of a useless lump. I feel really upset and angry with my life and I don’t seem to be able to get a handle on it. I wake up with good intentions but every day seems to go wrong. There is usually nothing I can do except wait for it to pass.

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