He was a bit grumpy earlier - zoomed down the stairs to semaphore at me, and clonked his cast very hard on the stair rail. Made him remember he isn't better yet.
Went to work today. Was hoarse and coughing. Had too many meetings to catch up with everyone, talked too much, did case reviews, talked too much. Met up with John, talked too much. Have now almost lost my voice. Still, I have retained the power of (watery) seal-pup eyes, croaking pitifully and I can comment or text John when I want something.
I was going to try and ring Mum today, but she'll have to wait now.
Here's a picture from the copper chopper today, down at Canary Wharf.
And here's a picture of a kiwi skeleton Sherlock showed me. Apparently they lay the biggest eggs in relation to body size. I wouldn't fancy it, that's for sure!!
Also, hello to the new people commenting! There seem to suddenly be a few of you. Welcome, comment away. The more the merrier.
Also - want to feel old? I mean, this made me feel....really very old.
The Karate Kid... he's the same age now as Mr Miyagi was in the film. Isn't that a horrifying thought?