Bad shoulder

My shoulder’s really, really bad again. So much so, it made me sick yesterday :0(

I will be booking an appointment with the British School of Osteopathy ASAP. But probably won’t get there before I’m due to go to Ireland this weekend. I have a heat pad on my shoulder and it looks like a panty pad! I have a reflexology appointment this Thursday evening which might help as well.

We had a lovely weekend. Well, I had to work on Saturday but that wasn’t too bad. We went to a local garden centre afterwards and spent £60 on plants for the garden. We were a bit more strategic this time and got some more mature plants to give the border some colour and structure. I need to pick up a water butt this week as well and I have a fire pit on order, for those long summer evenings when you want to sit in the garden late into the evening with a glass of wine. A friend came over for a bar-b-q on Sunday and helped us move the composter and finish off the fabulous new raised vegetable patch.

I’m trying to find agility classes (not for me, those days are long gone) but for Mr. Pluto who we think would really enjoy the challenge and the exercise. He’s a very bright dog and always willing to work hard. So I’m currently trawling through the web to find a suitable place, preferably in south east London so we don’t have to far to go. If anyone knows of anywhere, let me know…

Carphone Warehouse: still crap

I’m a bit flat today. I think it’s because (a) I wish I was still on holiday, (b) I’m tired and have got to work till 11 tonight and (c) I’m still having problems with Carphone Warehouse. On another matter entirely now. Eventually you just can’t escape the fact that they really, really, really don’t care. I apply high standards to my job, which I believe should be the case for every job, but maybe that’s unrealistic. Maybe I should shut up and accept that in a disposable culture, good manners and service are equally disposable. (Anyone else think I sounded about 80-years-old then?!)

And talking of high standards, I should be celebrating. I’ve just had my appraisal and I “excel in most areas”. Always nice to know…

One of my office plants is desperately trying to die and I’m desperately trying to get it to live. It will be interesting to see whose will is greatest.

I joined the camping and caravanning club yesterday which for some reason made me very happy. I’ve ordered an air bed as well. My knee ached too badly on a roll mat. I’m prepared to lower my standards but when something gets between me and a good night’s sleep there’s trouble…

As you can tell, I don’t actually have anything that interesting to say. But to fair, that’s never stopped me before. But I do need to get back to work now. I may have to resort to an emergency Cadbury's cream egg to lift my spirits… I’m pretty sure 'emergency chocolate' was how we won the war…

Blueberry fields for ever...

I know I've only just blogged, and blatently, I'm trying to avoid work but two nice things have just happened: I've just had a lovely blueberry muffin. Blueberries rock. And secondly, after persuading my boss that we need plants in the office, she gave me £40 to go and get some. (The same boss that's just bought me a chocolate Lindt bunny for Easter!)

There's a great garden centre near my office called Ginkgo - a bit more expensive than your average homobase, but I bet the plants last a lot longer... It was so tempting to find a seat and disappear among the greenery so that I could enjoy the warm sunshine - but I was strong! Sort of... I mooched around finally choosing three plants which I hope will survive in our office which despite having large windows is quite dark.

Now if I could just grow blueberries in the office...