Sketch

This is the doodle that inspired the main journal's entry for Thursday.
https://www.blipfoto.com/entry/2274584895474896532

Spent a bit of time on Thursday evening on Skype with H helping her to set up her new phone. It was nice chatting to her.

Friday saw the start of the weekend with Friday evening 5 a side followed by wine and murder.

Izzy has been a bit itchy so we took him to the vets this morning. Sir Isaac has a flea allergy and despite some industrial-strength flea prevention, it seems as though he's going to react to something every now and then. The vet gave him a steroid injection and us a warning that his already prodigious appetite is likely to increase while he has the steroid munchies.

On the subject of doping in sport, I am demanding an inquest into M's record-breaking 5K run this morning. Last week, he posted 20:14 and I was able to be patronising and encouraging having knocked out a freakish 19:43 during October's OU race series. This morning he Whatsapped us with today's time of 19:11. Freud said that every man needs to symbolically kill his father. And M has symbolically slipped some Arsenic into my Saturday morning cup of tea.

But I'm still demanding a drug test.