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Dear O'H dear and Lovely Tea Jenny,

I popped over to see The Explorer for lunch. She has a boot and can walk inside unaided. She is much much happier now she is more mobile. She is quite pleased that she has almost completed ‘Sober October’. I didn’t feel it necessary to point out that she only stopped taking opiate based painkillers this week and has been (amusingly) stoned off her t*ts for most of the month.

She did mention that she had been quite productive and has almost finished her Christmas shopping. WTF? IT’S STILL OCTOBER. It’s not really Christmas shopping unless you are having a panic in the middle of December as you still haven’t bought any gifts and have the cold fear that everyone will end up getting a Body Shop basket if you don’t get some inspiration. Pronto.

Murphy made a a miraculous recovery this morning but not before I had booked him a ‘just to be on the safe side’ visit to the vet. The verdict...

He had eaten poo.

Really? Why? Much as I love him, he’s never going to be a contender for University Challenge.

C