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The 28th of July. 

I actually had a thing today – endocrine clinic, but I’d forgotten to put it in my diary. Thankfully, Mommy had it in hers, so we didn’t miss it. 

Andy Toogood usually runs pretty well to time, and today was no exception, so I got very little of my book read. He called me in shortly after half eleven, and I updated him on my current state. There’s nothing he can do about any of it but he needs to know these things. He did want some bloods to check my thyroid function, so I did that, then we had a quick trip into town. I needed to stock up on facewipes, and Mommy wanted to get her glasses tightened up a bit. We went our separate ways, and I searched all the aisles of Superdrug, but it think they’ve stopped stocking the range I use. Curses. So I bought some other ones and some toothpaste, and had a very entertaining time in the queue – a child in front was being a dick, doing fake crying because he couldn’t have some mint imperials. Then, when I had to pay, he was blocking my way, and refused to move. The woman with him (grandmother?) couldn’t get him to move until she physically moved him, and she apologised to me a lot. As I left, I heard her say “That’s it, I’m not taking you to McDonald’s now.” Bwahahaha. 

This afternoon, I have been assembling the minion. I got the arms and legs on, but when it came to attaching the eye, it was too big, so I’ve had to make it again with a smaller hook and it looks a lot more promising. 

The 29th of July. 

Finished the minion and season 2 of Zoo. What a productive person I am. 

Started my day with a phone call from Black Sheep to rearrange my hair cut appointment because Danyl has left! Don’t know why, he’s just gone. So June is going to cut it instead. Mysterious. Then I finished the minion’s face and took some photos to send to Robyn and Stu, who were greatly appreciative. Then I wrote up the blog post I forgot to do yesterday, and sorted out what I need for the panda. 

Lunch (pretzel and cinnamon swirl, thank you M&S), then this afternoon has been spent on the last three episodes of Zoo (had a tiny cry) and began work on the panda. He does not contain an immense amount of black and is less tricky than the minion so won’t be as hard as I thought.

I have also been trying to find a Pandora charm that is appropriate for tomorrow. I found a toy soldier, because I am a brave soldier? These links are getting very tenuous now but there is not much I haven’t thought of in ten years. 

The 26th of August. 

Today did not begin brilliantly but has greatly improved. I woke up super early for no discernible reason, so I put on the Today programme which usually sends me back to sleep, but then more NHS cuts was the main story and it just made me so mad that then I was awake. 

I watched Zoo on Netflix until it was a socially acceptable time to get up, then I spent my morning writing a blog post and avoiding the news. I cannot listen to it because it just enrages me so. 

Sadie is home for the bank holiday, so I met up with her at Yorks for the afternoon. We had a great time discussing her housemate’s very-swiftly-moving relationship, the saga of getting Nadia in the cat carrier, Bake Off and The Chronicles of Nadiya. She is like a Nadiya in her family, as since she has been backpacking on her own, now some of the other women in her family have been able to go travelling (but only to places she’s been). She loved the Cookie Jar Cat and can’t show her dad because he’ll be jealous and annoyed that it’s not for him. When he specifies what he wants, I’ll make him something!

Mommy picked me up, and on the way home we stopped at Tesco so she could get some orange jelly because she’s making Jaffa Cakes, and I bought ice cream because reasons. 

The 27th of August. 

Woke up today to the sound of Daddy throwing up a lot. That went on pretty much all morning, until Mommy went to see the pharmacist who gave her some travel sickness tablets which seem to have worked. He has this thing called Ménière’s disease which is a disorder of the inner ear. Usually he just feels a bit off-balance and it affects his hearing – he’s felt a bit sick before but never had the kind of severe vertigo and vomiting he was having this morning. He’s downstairs now, has had some toast and is now going to have an egg because he’s wild. Good thing we had no cinema trip planned!

I have had a quiet day of mainly crocheting; I’m making a sheep for one of the daughters of Philippa, who is the Youth Worker for the liver team. Then I’m doing a cat for her other daughter. I’m also supposed to make Oo Oo the monkey from Raa Raa the noisy lion for the son of James, my liver consultant, but there are literally zero crochet patterns for that on the internet so I don’t know what I’m going to do instead. 

I also had a phone call from Sheila about a potential adopter for Nola. I’ve rung her and she’s coming round tomorrow!

The 5th of June. 

Just had to put my book down when it’s all getting exciting. Still, there is nothing of interest on television tonight so I will probably be getting back to it. 

I know this will be surprising, but it has been another very quiescent day. Had to feed the kittens as soon as I got downstairs because they had eaten every last morsel of what I left them last night. It’s going to be good when Gabe’s neutered; he’s so aggressive, guarding his food! I have had to separate him and Gracie a few times because he’s been attacking her and she’s done a tiny scream. I will not have that. 

Sunday Brunch and a blog post, then this afternoon I watched Netflix while the kittens fought in the material of my dress. I also learned from Christine that Ravi the hot morgue tech from iZombie is doing stand up at this car show we’re going to for Daddy’s birthday! Unfortunately, he’ll be there in the evening when we are not. Bah!

The weather will be good tomorrow and I love London in the sunshine. I just have to hope the icing on the cakes I intend to buy doesn’t melt in the heat. 

The 6th of June. 

London again! But in much better weather than last week. Summer in the capital always reminds me of when we were there for the Paralympics and everyone was lovely to each other. 

I was on my first train this morning about forty minutes before anyone else so I’d almost finished the paper by the time we actually set off. The kindly Irish train manager called Paddy made sure I didn’t need anything, and we talked about how the London assistance team are useless. This was proved by the fact that they weren’t there again. Paddy was busy, and the gap between the train and the platform was small so I managed to get the chair off myself. When driving up the platform, I saw the buggy DRIVING AWAY. I was furious. Apoplectic. So I went straight to the office and gave them a very stern talking to. They apologised and said he had to get some other passengers, and I would’ve been fine with that if he’d bothered to tell me, since he knew I was there, but as far as I was concerned, I’d been abandoned. And this happens every time, so we’re going to make a formal complaint. 

The trip to Anthony Nolan was very easy, and the taxi driver had had Tanni Grey-Thompson in his cab and said I reminded him of her which I was delighted about. He also said I’m “chirpy”. The students doing the filming were ready for me when I arrived so we set up on the sofa and I answered all the questions, did a couple of scripted lines, then they filmed me walking and talking while holding an Anthony Nolan mug. Easy!

I had lunch with them, where we discussed climate and universities, then I went on my way. I was supposed to be meeting Suzi, but she had podcast dramas, and was expecting a bed to be delivered (as far as I’m aware it’s yet to materialise) so she had to reschedule. This was fine; I went to the Primrose Bakery where I had a cookies and cream cupcake, which I ate there while on the phone to Mommy, and I bought a red velvet, a vanilla and a salted caramel to take home. Once I’d finished, I decided to go to the zoo. I only had an hour maximum, so I saw the monkeys, including an antisocial gorilla and a tiny baby one, some tigers, warthogs, flamingos, penguins, llamas, various birds, and a donkey. Then I really needed to go, and I didn’t get to see the sloths, so I bought one at the gift shop before getting a taxi back to Euston. 

A man in the WHSmiths there tried to make me buy a litre of water because “it’s bigger” and it had a sports cap so “easier to drink”, then he did a demonstration which included a sound effect. I got on my train home with no trouble, Mommy met me in Birmingham, and we went home, stopping at Tesco to buy three pints of Ben and Jerry’s and a box of Magnums. Summer!