Month: December 2020

At long last a beautiful cloud free night for me to finally find out that my lovely new telescope was the absolute worst purchase of my adult life.

It’s all in the presentation, isn’t it?

I have a list in my head of the things I’m going to do if my husband runs off with another woman, which gets added to occasionally as he vetoes various of my ideas.

The minor inconvenience of the occasional hot flush

How many doctors around the country have inadvertent mementos of their peripatetic working life scattered about their homes?

It turns out the facial recognition software on my super duper new iPhone 12 pro quite happily opens my Lock Screen for my daughter, as easily as it does for me.

One of the junior doctors I was working with the other evening came up to me towards the end of our shift to complain in mock horror that everywhere he went in theatres, people kept telling him these awful cheesy Xmas jokes.

Is there some sort of International Convention that says hospital food must be awful, for patients and staff?

Here’s a question for you: which products on our shower shelf are my husbands?

Why are all the mugs available so minuscule?