Well, unusually for a Monday I'm still holed up in the country and won't go back until Wednesday. It was nice not to get the red eye back to London this morning for a pooey driving lesson. I've been pottering and tidying and not thinking of much, which I have to say has been a bit of a tonic! Weather is crap of course but I don't really care, it's nice and cosy looking out on to the rainy countryside (sorry about your floods though Katie! And remind me of the doubt over your section? If that's what you want, stick to your guns).
ZJ, sorry you have joined the haggard band of non-sleepers. I always seem to wake to see the time 4.06, it's getting quite uncanny.
Hope the move is going ok Pixsix, you are tres brave.
All those doing up their nurseries - Kayz,
Verso, Oli - I'm envious of your paint fumes...
Turnip, the obstetrician did say it was tendonitis rather than carpal tunnel (mind you that was before my fingers started acting up), and she said it could last up to three months after the birth. Anyway, it's a pain in the bum (although pain in the bum is about the one pain I haven't got )
Traceface, what a grotty time you are having. I think just about everyone is feeling a bit emotionally frail, or frayed around the edges at the very least. Be very very kind to yourself.
WG - I can only think of Cowshed in Notting Hill (not that central but they do do a pregnancy massage). I'm hoping to get one tomorrow, though there's not much choice in Oxford, only the Randolph, and they make you do a walk of shame from reception in a skimpy robe.
Arti, are you off sick after the weekend's shenanigans? I know you want to get everything shipshape at work and I understand this (I did a week and a half at the office once I had broken up for ML, which was nutty but sort of essential for my peace of mind) but truly, your body is telling you to rest up...
Summer and Verso - comedy dvds - I've watched most of the Extras box set this weekend but apart from Blackadder, Peep Show and Alan Partridge are always good. My DP likes Green Wing (if you're in the mood for a hospital theme, which may not be the case right now) and he swears by Father Ted for comfort watching in the middle of the night when he is fretting about a big case, as it's very gentle. Anyway, don't get me started about tv comedy
Effie - good luck with the talk (wow, I can barely be arsed to talk on the phone at the moment, let alone address a crowd); JJ, I will just say HOORAY and Rosmerta, how's your uncle now? Indeed - Beans, what's the latest on your MIL?
Poison, gosh, you're having a rough time...Colchester - you are still within spitting distance of the Big Smoke and once you're living in a place I think you will nose out the good things and advantages and all the little local dodges. This is what I tell myself about moving to a one horse town anyway As for your brother, on a completely practical level, I don't know what sort of cancer it may be but as you know there are so many types and stages and there are actually only a few scenarios where treatment is difficult. There may well be lots of reason for hope, and in my experience that's what anyone with cancer wants to concentrate on. You have a lot on your plate at the moment and besides, when you're ill the last thing you want is people fretting on the phone all the time. I don't know what your relationship with your brother is like but whatever the news is, I'd simply write a really positive note to him, and reminding him that you are thinking of him.
There are others I wanted to catch up with but my wrists and fingers are giving up the ghost!