Okay. "Big News" first. Pretty well decided to move back in with my parents. For me, that is an extra large decision. And it's a near cert, enough so that I have told someone who I know will now spend their holidays redecorating.

Other news. I did the freakiest thing! Chick who works in branch-land was at our office, and I called a snap lunch. Then I invited another person. And we went to an actual restaurant - which was lovely. We aren't up to freaky yet. On the balcony, I commented on what a lovely day it was, and I ordered actual food, plus beer, and enjoyed it. Freakiness coming. On the way out we noticed they have a charity breakfast week after next, so I got back to the office and called for a team charity breakfast. Fucking Freaky Shit.

Had hospital today - and I have a good tram story now, which has restored my faith in tram catching humanity. Trip to hospital seemed to coincide with end of some private school sports... thing. One stop, heaps of large boys got on. Next stop, heaps of little munchkins got on. My stop, I was obviously struggling to stand up, as I do now, then could not negotiate a path through the munchkins. Before I had time to work out what to even think - a large kid by the tram door had noticed my plight and he got the munchkins the Hell out of my way. Pain was involved. And he got one of my rare Thankyou! smiles. And safely off the tram, I thought "What a good boy!".

Then I got a lift from the hospital to do serious parent chat. My parent's neighbor has made me a double bedspread. Patchwork, smells like lavender. That's even more unexpected than... the GP who spends her day off getting a neurologist to see me in a hurry, the boss who drives me to hospital, the dentist who worries about me between visits, all the way 'down' to the chick at the cafe next door who tells me about any therapy she can think of. Neighbour - never even seen them that I can recall.

Now I need to do some freaky thing involving a thank you card.