Green Poo and Snoopy....

......lazy day for some people in the household due to the tropical rain storm which has settled over Edingburgh (did anyone else see the amusing misspell on the Viridor recycling banner at the festival yesterday?).

Owen was complaining of green poo which may have something to do with the rock pool full of seaweed and green tea he consumed at Yo Sushi last night.

It was one of those oddly telepathic days where, without discussion, Nancy and I set about cleaning the house just as it was about to get up and walk away in protest against it's neglect.

I went out to study in a coffee house later but had to sit and listen to three very young, posh and loud GPs discuss their "stupid", "lazy", "fat" patients.....really unprofessional. The two females in particular displayed a troubling lack of empathy, "I bashed the sump of my car off the speed bump, and all this oil came out, so I spoke to the care home manager and threatened her with action and they just paid up", "wow, they probably stopped feeding the patients or something"......cue lots of horsey laughing. Grrrrr.....posh bastards.

Off to London tomorrow, hoping I can sneak a lunchtime visit to the Tate Modern; I'm working nearby.