It is Pip & my fifth wedding anniversary today. We are cooking each other dinner at the moment, Pip is just preparing the desert. We’re drinking five year old burgundy as well.
We watched our wedding DVD with Laurie earlier. Indie wasn’t so interested.
Pip wrote me a poem. I was touched. I shall share [...]
Our second annual Highlands trip was at the end of April 2010, to Dundonnell and Fisherfield Forest, near Ullapool in Wester Ross, the Scottish Highlands.
Gin, Ol, Kitty, Griff and I (Pip was in a play in London so had to stay behind with the Grandparents for support) planned three nights of rough camping and [...]
I took a Nigel Wilson night photography course last Saturday night. It was light on theory, pitched at a good level, and mainly hands-on. We spent around three hours working our way from Waterloo round a square centred on the Eye. I’m going to do the weekend Travel Photography course, if you’re wondering what to get [...]
I spent a little quality time in the Rotherhithe Tunnel last Tuesday night (its own twitter stream – who knew!).
update – Londonist photo of the day!
My leg is getting a bit better at last, I can run again!
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Victoria Park Lunchtime Run
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I’m back on my feet and at work now. This weekend Liz came to stay, and went out for lunch on Saturday and to the London Aquarium on Sunday.
Photos here…
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At last, I’m free to go home, after nine days in hospital. Just as well, I feel like a pin-cushion, and the heating and hot water at home have packed up!
Another week of antibiotics and I can finally celebrate New Year [...]
I can’t hold it much longer!
Apparently it’s not actually green, it’s orange plasma, trapped beneath a purple blister.
I did some walking tonight. To the toilet and back. My toes still don’t reach the ground, so there’s still some swelling, but I’ve only got 9 more batches of antibiotics, and one more canula, to go then I’m [...]
Something’s happening to my leg. I think a new landmass is developing. A bit like in Superman Returns.
Apart from that, it’s beginning to get a little better, although I still can’t walk. My consultant told me I need to stay in until Sunday, which means I’ll have been in for eight days. By Sunday I should [...]