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03 December 2008 @ 07:10 pm
Goodbye to my Charlie Ginger Cat who was put to sleep today after 9 years of being my pet.
I will always remember him.
11 September 2007 @ 04:27 pm
 It was a very rare event that I picked up random readers as friends onto this journal, not that I am against the idea, perhaps I am just not that interesting.

Anyway, I have decided to go friends only. It is unfortunate that the world seems to contain people who I would rather never knew anything about my life. 

Anyone already on my F-list (you lucky, lucky folk) stay on there. Unless of course you are fed up of me and want to go, you know, I won't force you to stay...*sob*

Any random new people, feel free to comment here if you have been wildly entertained by my previous entries and I will more than happy to add you to my friends list.
11 July 2007 @ 02:35 pm

The solicitors have lost a piece of our paperwork...

I am so unbelievably pissed off

Current Mood: angryangry
04 July 2007 @ 12:14 pm
I am really looking forward to having my own bed again. It's been nearly a year since I've been in a bed of mine own! We actually got rid of our cheap crappy mattress when we moved out of Feltham, so it will be a brand new mattress and msraynsfordand myself will be the first (and quite probably) only to sleep on it! My own bed!

Since moving out of the flat I have slept in 13 different beds, that's a lot of beds!

1. Sep + Oct '06 - Luton and Dunstable hospital accommodation bed - was a bit small, but pretty comfy. And I got to stay there for 2 months, so it started to feel like home!
2. Nov '06 - Basildon University hospital hellhole bed
3. Dec '06 - Ilford accommodation bed - I made my room Christmassy
4. Jan '07 - Ocean (Roach) Heights, Gibraltar - the bed was OK, apart from the time I found blood on the 'clean' sheets that certainly wasn't mine
5. Also Jan '07 - Lovely big hotel bed at The Caleta, Gibraltar, for a blissful week
6. Also Jan '07 - Slightly folded sofa bed in The Bristol Hotel, Gibraltar, while I was crashing in my parent's hotel for a few days to avoid roaches
7. Feb '07 - Bed in a hotel in Morocco on the sea front in Tangier
8. Also Feb '07 - Another lovely hotel bed at The Eliot in Gibraltar
9. March - June '07 - UCL Halls bed in Swiss Cottage
10. A couple of times this year - the sofa bed of my friend's Kate and Alex
11. In amongst all this - Mart's sofabed at his parent's house
12. In amongst all this - 2 different bed's at my mum and dad's, cause they swapped the beds in the guest room over
13. In amongst all this - kate_the_medicand tompullman's futon - much more comfortable when you're drunk.

I think I might go and have a look for a new mattress online...
Current Location: Poole
Current Mood: sleepyDreaming of a new bed!
Current Music: Barenaked Ladies - Straw Hat and Old Dirty Hank
02 July 2007 @ 09:15 pm
We still haven't moved. I suppose that is not a surprise, since it is Monday night. I feel like I should have moved already!

Friday msraynsfordand I were happily distracted from the woes of the house moving (and my train journey halved!) by the gathering of friends at mr_kobayashi's new place (damn, your LJ name is harder to spell than my surname!). Much sillyness ensued. 

Without a shread of guilt we slept a lot of Saturday away. It seems to be taking me a long time to recover from exams! Other things from the weekend like playing games and watching films, were also good, it seems like a long time since I was able to relax. Went to see Shrek 3 with Mart's sister and her boyfriend on Saturday night. It was OK, but I hope they have the sense to stop at trilogy.

In amongst this, the last bit of paperwork still hadn't arrived. The estate agents were telling us that we could only then move the following Friday, despite this being the only date we told them wasn't good for us. I feel really bad cause I'm going away for the weekend with my friends, and I won't be there for the first weekend we have our house. But I have so been looking forward to this holiday, relaxing and catching up.  kate_the_medic, who sorted the whole weekend has done so much to help me with my exams and everything, I couldn't pull out, I don't want to. On the plus side, it sounds as though there may be birthday celebrations afoot up't Andover way, which would keep Mart's mind off not moving. (Not such a plus that I won't be there too...)

After some more phone calls with the moron lawyers, we finally got the last document faxed today. Mart took the afternoon off work so that I could sign it and we took it all to the post office for next day delivery. I guess there is a slim chance that everything could be in place for Thursday. The estate agents called again today and said that the seller maybe able to do days other than Friday after all.

So I'm kindof in Limbo land. I have filled my parent's house so full of my stuff that there is barely any room for me there, at Mart's mum and dad's I am living out of a suitcase (again). However, I will not let my plans for my holiday be too much delayed...ER DVD boxset...
Current Location: Poole
Current Mood: crankycranky
28 June 2007 @ 12:00 pm
Yesterday I graduated as a doctor.

It was a lovely day, if not a little surreal. Can't get used to the idea of being finished yet. My mum, dad, sister, Nan and grandad and Martin all came to watch me flit across the stage in my gowns. Despite the weather lately, it actually stayed dry long enough for us to have a picnic. Mum made another amazing cake! It was a nice location, at Alexandra Palace. After the ceremony we went for dinner together, then Mart went back to his parent's and I went home with mine.

Unfortunately while parking outside the restaurant, Mart and I incurred an £80 parking ticket. I'm not sure that there are sufficient expletives to cover my feelings on this matter. Needless to say, I shall not miss parking in London.

Despite having a nice happy day graduating, I am not so happy today. We were supposed to be moving into our new house tomorrow. That is now not happening. Why? Because between them, the estate agents and the lawyers have bungled paperwork and confused themselves. It is extremely fraustrating. The only reason we even found out today that we wouldn't be able to move tomorrow was because Mart rang round trying to find out what the confusion was. In addition to a piece of paperwork we were never sent that needs to be signed, there is another piece of mortgage paperwork we didn't even know about. Apparently that was sent last night, so we may not even receive it tomorrow. As for the other form, we called them about it on Sunday, on Monday I called again to make sure it was sent, and they told me it was in the post. Today they told Mart that they were about to send out a fourth copy...are they sending it out in triplicate to be buried for 30yrs and then fed to the ravenous bugblatter beast of Trall?

I really don't know what we are doing now, or how long it will take for us to move. Next weekend I am going away for a girlie weekend and it has been booked for months, hopefully we can move in the week. Gah!

Still have to pack some stuff at mum and dad's while I'm here though.
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Current Location: Steeple Aston
Current Mood: frustratedfrustrated
25 June 2007 @ 05:31 pm
My mind has been more on the blank side the past few days. I've been slightly drowsy and zombified, but mainly I've had a smile on my face.

Spent the weekend with kate_the_medicand tompullman, upped my alcoholic drinks quota and had my first hangover as a doctor. I would never had believed you could fit as many people into a little cottage as I saw at their housewarming.

I have also been very happy to be reunited with msraynsford, he survived a week working on a boat in Scotland.

Although I have been free from worry, I feel I may be verging on new ones. Mart and I got back to his parent's on Sunday to 2 letters from the lawyers, sent on the same day, saying the same thing: why haven't we signed this piece of paperwork and we can't move without it. Well it would have been nice whilst they were sending out those letters if they had bothered to send this paperwork in the first place. All we have is a piece of paper say it was 'to follow'. Now this is unfortunate, as we were hoping to, and otherwise all set to move this weekend coming. I would really rather it wasn't held up by lack of paperwork.

Anyway, we just have to wait for it to arrive now.

Today I have been getting dusty with packing stuff here at Mart's parent's house. We are going to his sister's for dinner tonight which is nice, I haven't been to her new place yet. I'm really hoping that the weather will clear up for my graduation on Wednesday.

Thanks for all your nice comments! I'm really looking forward to seeing people again soon. When we have eventually moved we plan to have a housewarming/engagement/I'm a doctor party.
21 June 2007 @ 12:28 pm
What a relief!

Somehow I managed to get through yesterday. My sister came into London with me to collect the results. Admin had made a big deal about them being up 'by 5pm'. We got there at about 5.15pm and the place was empty. No students, no results, no anything except an unfinished banner reading 'Congratulations class of 200'. My sister thought it was a joke, I thought perhaps the world had ended and everyone was zombies or something.

I didn't really know what to do then. In walking to the admin office I saw someone I knew, and they informed me that the results were not out yet for some reason. 100s of stressed out medics spread across campus biting their nails off. So we went to Starbucks to sit it out. By 6pm the results were up (nothing like that extra hour of unexplained extra stress to really properly end your time at medschool). I checked 3 times on the list, I definately passed, I'm definately a doctor. How weird is that? I wonder how long it will take for me to stop thinking that I am a medstudent, having been one for so long?

I met up with some of my also newly doctor friends and we went for dinner. Didn't want to stay out too late 'cause my sister had to drive me home and she is in the middle of a week of training to drive ambulances. In the end though, I didn't get home until 11pm. Mum had put up balloons and made
Dad's on late shifts this week, so he got in about 11.30 and I got nice congratulations cards from my parent's and sister and mum and dad bought me some gorgeous earrings for my graduation.

Last night may have been the best sleep I have had in years. I didn't have to dream about exams. I'm sure there will be plenty to worry about in the future, but today, I can relax and be happy and try and let the news sink in.

Thankyou for all you nice comments and thinking of me over the past few days.
Current Location: Steeple Aston
Current Mood: accomplishedaccomplished
19 June 2007 @ 11:20 pm
This time last year, a very tired kate_the_medic still couldn't sleep for fear of the day that followed...the medical school finalist's results day. In light of this, an old-enough-to-know-better tompullman suggested (as a joke I think) that we go clubbing. Well, we took him up on the idea, and some hurried make-up later (for Tom, 'cause obviously Kate and I are always fresh faced and gorgeous) we wandered into Soho.

As it turned out, Tuesday around midnight is not big for clubbing. I think Tom may have attracted some male attention. After a couple of G+T's we mainly roamed the streets giggling loudly until going to a cafe and ending the night with a hot chocolate.

To be honest, I can't remember what we did the next day to keep Kate distracted, but I do remember accompanying her and many of my good friends to read the hallowed list in Huntley Street, the moment when they became doctors.

A year on, and it is my turn to be over-tired but still sleepless. Only there is no Kate and Tom with me, and I am not within a stone's throw of Soho. My mum, who has a sore throat, reckons she'll be awake most of the night, if I want to go and have a chat.

Results are out in 17.5 hours. I am bricking it.
Current Location: Steeple Aston
Current Mood: scaredscared