I didn’t tell you about Ding’s birthday, did I? It was the 20th, and we went to see Phantom of the Opera in London, after which we went out for a fantastic (but expensive) meal, thanks to Grandma. The theatre was amazing – we’ve all bee listening to the soundtrack of the movie version a lot since! The meal was pretty amazing also – me and Ding decided to rather carnivorously eat as many different types of meat in one meal; starter was Quail, and main was a venison steak, a rabbit tampale (like a fish cake almost), leg of pheasant and a wild boar sausage. Mostly-vege mother was probably a little disturbed. And yes, I’m watching Ray Mear’s Wild Food at the moment.
I have a week off, caloo, calay! So far I’ve not done much – eaten out with my colleague Sunday and Monday (plus a takeaway Friday – she’s a bad influence!). Should give my back a chance to heal – I’ve decided I’m not allowed to lift anything anymore. A few weeks ago I totally blew my back a few days before a full weekend on call (eek!) which was a fun prospect – I couldn’t move! I recovered, assumed I could lift half a German Shepherd and have now discovered I’m not allowed to lift anything anymore.
We gave Pumpkin acupuncture, on the basis that not much else had any effect. She’s been under the sofa twice, attacked Spock on one occasion and then played with the cat tree! All of these being first times! I’ve no idea if it has anything to do with the acupuncture – we’ve a few more weeks of treatment to go.
Top Gear trounced Big Brother in the ratings mwahahaha!
I’m gonna go make some cookies…
