I managed to put the emotional anguish of yesterday behind me, and have told my Mr Whiskers story to everyone I’ve trained today. It’s funny how even people who were initially grossed out by the idea of a mouse have warmed to the idea of a brave little rodent drinking from a spoon.

Work was great, and interspersed with a mushroom, spinach and bacon pide for breakfast, green tea with vanilla from my new shiny red thermos, and more organisational savvy than I’ve shown in a few weeks. It’s humid outside, and clouds are looking threatening, but I don’t think any rain is going to fall. Tonight I’m taking Miss M out for dumplings to a new place James found, which fills the void Camy has left behind. Their pumpkin cake is even better, if such a thing were possible.

So there’s a collection of random thoughts strung together in no apparent order. I noticed in the Green Guide that SBS is showing Great Albums again, and the next one is Motorhead. Josh, I think you should watch it!

Today I’m loving: entertainment on the gym floor, whatever form that may take