Morning !

Why do hotels use such strong chemicals to clean tables. when you have morning coffee it tastes of bleach …grrrr ..Anyhow coffee stewed in a pot always tastes horrible. And no cup or mug or. am I a bit grumpy?
Maybe I'm a bit tired. But, is it really necessary to label cereals ' cornflakes' ' crunchynuts'
surely any half nut would know what each dried corn thingy is. And it's been decanted from a catering pack into groovy dispenser tap thingy. really ?
And another thing why do people hit reply all on emails? I got 183 emails ( in a rare burst of wifi signal) from a weird address yesterday. I filtered to spam. But something caught my eye as another 183 started to roll in. It was a shared group of a very kind invitation to a retirement party of erudite Prof in London. We've done masses together he's amazing. I'm honoured. He will not know his erudite colleagues have hit reply all to his pa so 183 people know Prof this -that -and -the -other can/ cannot /maybe /can /cannot attend because he or she is in Germany Canada …..etc etc its all jolly interesting but actually I really really do not need to know. Thanks all the same. 183 to the power 183 iterations of replies arghhhh

Anyhow . crazy mad week which started at awesome wedding. Everyone cried so much you'd have thought it was a wake. But it was good to cry. Needed to cry. Tons of very LOUD singing Jerusalem and Swing Low too and LOUD Cambridge Cats boys jokes stories and fun and friends and and speeches and laughter and massive amount of plain basic simple love. We are with them all the way.

To complete last week's chapter and verse on the prescription that never arrived. I'll try and make it short!
Scarey chemist tried to help. Found out one dose costs £115!
Dipstick's team instructed my GP surgery to write a script. They rang. Faxed(?) Emailed.
( As I've asked before Do fax machines really exist…? I'm sure it's a museum piece if so).

I chased from afar. Having found I could get a phone signal, by hanging over fence post 5 , on the main road.

Rottweiler GP receptionist told me I was extremely irritating to have so bad a phone signal. I forbore from asking her if I should quickly rig up a new mobile mast base station.

Rottweiler eventually found fax-email-record of Dipstick request. Her helpful comment was: As you know you must allow 3-4 days to process a prescription.

My foul mouthed expletives, I swear (!) I never used to bloody swear like I have in the last few weeks,
got tangled in the mobile crackle as I tried to explain this was an urgent request from London Consultant 10 days ago. I might as well have said it was written by my postman for all the difference it made to her. I did attempt a request to speak to a Doctor. But quickly stopped as she pretended this was impossible less than two days ahead and I was thinking I'd have to sit in the road for hours days weeks hoping for a signal to pick up the ' unknown' caller id which signifies the GP private call which cannot be missed. Oh hell this is all so crap.

Incidentally Tony -the -Postie is really wonderfully kind and UNDERSTANDING. He has secret elastic band signals for parcel drops for us!
In the background my dear friend and retired doctor, albeit paediatrician ,was driving rage fuelled furiously between surgery and chemist. She was giving them what for on my behalf. Eventually, goodness knows how, she got 3grams of this bloody stuff to me by express delivery. Now what?

Dunno.