Monday, September 29, 2003

Saturday Am

I got a card today from a lady called Helen Griffith she won the Gastro Nurse of the year gig last year. "I just wanted to drop you a line to add my congratulations. Enjoy your year its a tremendous accolade and opportunity to shout about your achievements. Soak up thepraise its well deserved."
Aint that nice.
Chill round the house, web site a messing. Off to the gym weigh in 17stone 4lbs Kewl or what 4lb to the half a man gig. Feel good. Do 3k in 28 mins jog 1 min walk 1 min, do a bit of bike work and then another 20 on the mill. In to the bar for a regulation OJ and off to pick mum up from Nans. Near kill a suicidal maniac pushing a wheel chair down the midddle of Marmaduke Street, about to hurl abuse when I realise it is ones parent. Park the car and trot back to push the last leg of the journey (on the kerb). Take mother home after talking to Nan and once again thinking she aint fit to be living alone, every move looks painful for her.
Home tea, and off to Borders cool saturday night gig with the girls. Chill in Starbucks reading. Tres bon. Home for waking the dead - like that.

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