Hours and hours of operating today, but I got to do rather a razzy operation (under supervision of Da Boss, but he kept mostly out of it), which was facking awesome. There’s no other expression for the buzz from some good operating. Today, I do not hate my job.

Now I am dog-tired, working on the rota, and thinking of bed. In other jolly news, I have an announcement. No, not that. Wise up. It it this: for the first time since July, I weigh less than 11 stone. Hoo Ray. Married life = massive waist/butt expansion. Upcoming sister’s wedding = sensible eating plan. It works, slowly and boringly, but it works.

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