The ER -- The Track Clinic at the University of Milton North

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While everyone else is getting their thinking caps on

At least he didn't run away to join the circus, I suppose, Maud

Just read the article. Hmm, he doesn't come across at all well, does he?
Gone off him a bit now :)

Maybe it was the journalist's spin, though. They can do a job on you if they are pissed off by something about you at the outset. Like car and sunglasses envy perhaps.

Well, my day got off to a fabulous start!

Got DD to school, realised we'd forgotten her lunch box. Went home, collected lunch box, returned to school only to discover it was bloody INSET day and I hadn't realised!

Luckily my old's were around so dropped her over there, now have to make up an hour at work instead of doing housework this afternoon and my place is an absolute tip at the moment. Hey ho!

Poor Spiro, have a to cheer you up, cos it's probably too early for .
And too early for this too no doubt, but what the hell. Enjoy!

What a nightmare, Spiro!! Was DD pleased with the extra day off, at least?

Re RPJ, I didn't like his comment about the lines being blurred when acting love scenes and that you have to make sure you call your wife regularly. Yeah, or could you could just Remember You Are Married

No, I didn't like that Twigs, I bet his wife's not too happy about it either.

Rupey (to his credit) is telling it like it is, in that an awful lot of ack-tors seem unable to tell the difference between acting a love scene and going at it hammer and tongs in their trailer. Or so I've heard. And I think he does say (or the journalist says on his behalf) that he has left those days behind since getting wed.

Hopes Twigoletto hasn't seen the comment under that article describing Mr PotatoHead as a bit dim

Grr. Have had a bummer of an expedition. Can't pick up furniture from furniture-mongers because although (as the furniture-monger told me) there is pay and display parking nearby, there was none available despite 20 minutes' driving round the block. Garden Centre Uno had no roses in stock, nor did Garden Centre Due, and neither accept garden centre vouchers, which is what I was itching to spend. And so my rose garden remains largely imaginary.

How frustrating, Maud!

I have to go and deal with RL for a bit now and I don't want to, waaahhh!

I have got absolutely nothing done today but I'm exhausted with the effort of it all

I just didn't like the idea that it involves effort not to cheat on your wife.

How annoying about your shopping excursion, Maud. What furniture have you bought?

I had a horrid hour where I was on the phone having an argument with the Tax Credits people. I was hanging on for ages and the conversation was really complicated and both kids were alternately talking to me, shouting and arguing with each other. The IDIOT of a telephonist on the other end was refusing to listen to me and we were both getting stroppy and in the end I just said "look forget it, this isn't working" and put the phone down. I then lost it with the kids for interrupting me and burst into tears at the frustration of it all. We have all got cabin fever today, getting on each other's nerves, so we went out for a walk to the shop where chocolate was puchased so things are looking up :)

I bought a new chests of drawers for my drawers.

::Hilarious underwear joke::

'Tis hopeless trying to ring anyone when you have a child (or children, in your case Twigs) clinging to you like a limpet. It took a loooong time for Girl to understand "mama is on the telephone and is not available to find you a biscuit/your extensive Barbie collection/your elbow". Could you try emailing them with a list of pertinent questions to which you require answers?

The doctor prescribes chocolate.

You are right, Maud. After I'd calmed down I thought that I was foolish to even try ringing whilst they were there. Sadly you can't email them, it's phone only - they are trying to bring email facilities in soon, apparently.

That was the rose garden photo again, Maud - did you mean to send another? Only the squirrel isn't really cutting it for me this afternoon :)

Gah. That's what happens when I'm too complacent rushed to use preview.

The doctor still prescribes chocolate.

::Meanwhile, Maud enrols Twiggy in Remedial Pogonology for Beginners: Module 1::

Oh, Twiggy, I wasn't saying that you shouldn't have rung the TC people. Simply that children have an unerring knack for waiting until one is on the telephone before they discover an urgent need for a biscuit/to thwack their sibling over the head/to re-enact the Battle of Hastings on the parlour floor.

I believe that there is some scietific study that demonstrates that the phone sends out something similar to a dog whistle when in use, but it is a sound that summons children and makes them bark pester you incessantly until the receiver is replaced. Fact.

I think we might need something more hardcore to get Twigs out of her slump Maud, the doctor is far too gentle. Although perhaps this might help?

'excuse me for a momnet, I just need to help Twigs make a call'

momnet? moment!

'OK Twigs, I surrender, now where do you want me exactly?'

Is this working?

Oh that's alright, Maud, I know you weren't saying that! I meant "you are right that kids are a nightmare whilst you're on the phone and so I decided that I shouldn't have even bothered".

Oh what a gooooorgeous pic of the good doctor, thankyou!

Oh Small, those pics were fabulous, laughed (and thudded) me right out of my slump, thank you!! The finger-to-lips one is....

STOP PRESS, have just seen the "where do you want me?" pic!!! Could I borrow the IF, please?