Cock sparrow, the scavenger

I got through the weekend of on call (to deal with administrative issues, and the legal aspects). The only issue was suddenly being told that there was "a vacancy on the registrar roster". Translated that means that there was no first on call doctor (usually a trainee). The only option at 11 pm at night was to ask the on call psychiatrist to work without a registrar, meaning he might get called to come in and assess someone. Fortunately he agreed.

Today at work I was able to nearly complete a treatment protocol. Then home. Avoided the rain on the ride to work and home from work. Later took S to an end of year meeting of one of her poetry support groups. On the way back to the apartment. I stopped in The Viaduct area, where I saw a lttle cock sparrow fighting to eat a large potato chip he had found.

Once, I used to think that sparrows were drab grey birds.