- I got through to the final boss elbow consultant. He made my arm click when rotating but was optimistic I’d be able to fully straighten it after physio. No further hospital visits needed until a three-month check-up.
- I discovered something about our house alarm. With my brain preoccupied with my orthopaedics appointment, I left the house mistakenly alarmed. The cleaners, who have a key but no alarm fob, arrived while I was out and triggered the alarm. It did its job perfectly, however it really does sound for a long, long time!
- We’ve received three kitchen bins this week. The first was returned because it was too white, the second was the right colour but delivered badly dented so went back, and the third is mildly dented but we’re far too tired of talking about bins to return it.
- Maybe I was a little too excited about Windsurf which has now effectively been dismantled by Google. My personal subscription has just renewed so I’ve got time to research alternatives. I’m currently looking at Anthropic’s Claude Code which is more expensive but seems more stable.
- I joined Andy, Ben and two Tims to watch Surrey ease to victory over Glamorgan in the T20 at the Oval. I was dreading the 30C heat but thankfully we were in the shade. Plenty of refreshing Brixton beer also helped.
- Wrapping up the week in style, I wore surgical gloves and a face mask, and double-lined a bucket with carrier bags to tackle my least favourite chore: disposing of the solidified turds Poppy the cat had buried in the gravel down the sides of the house. She is a prodigious poo-er.
