That Was the Week (that was!)

It’s been a funny old week. Monday I went to the theatre to see ‘Therese Racquin’. Tuesday I had my first ever proper full medical (two hours worth, including being wired up to a machine and having a strange man – oh, alright; a doctor – fiddle with my testicles and then stick his finger up my arse. I am no longer an anal virgin. What would my Mother think!). OD appears to have moved back in and is actually attending school (chiefly because I promised to buy her a pair of weekend tickets for the Reading festival this August if she did). One of my closest chums at work left the department I’m in, handing me all his horrendous audit crap as he left. I got horrendously drunk with him twice this week. Didn’t see YD as she’s too grown-up to visit. FM visited but is covered in spots due to some kind of allergy she’s developed. Had a double bass lesson, and that’s bout it. Ooh, and I bought some new specs too. £400 for glasses! That the curse of age requiring me to buy varifocals.