Wobbly plates

The workmen arrived with a skip at 9 o'clock this morning. They left it right at the end of the drive. It's a long drive which can easily accommodate 5 cars. I'll have to park mine on the grass verge. There are 2 of them demolishing the Shed and the gym. They are very good at drinking tea. I left them to make it themselves as I was in too much of a rush to get to the vets.

Darius had been missing for a couple of days. He came back last night. Only his tail didn't.

The stump is being amputated right now. I keep crying. He's going to be alright.

I've got to hide my inch long roots before my best friend's wedding tomorrow. I've got a card, a tie and a pair of stockings to buy. A piece of coving fell down last night, narrowly missing Jack's skull. And my computer has blown up.

I'm at work. I've got a diary full of appointments and a couple of hysterical clients.

I'm not coping at all well.

I'll be fine though. It's just a minor crisis.