1 year, 300 since the start of the 1st lock down in March 2020
I slept really badly last night, waking up at 4.30am and simply worrying about anything and everything - I have no idea why. When I got up Pingado had destroyed his wheel that has survived at least ten previous hamsters and I panicked that he was trapped underneath. He was not and popped out to see what the fuss was which resulted in multiple treats, a session in his roly-ball finishing up with being hand fed oats and milk from the remains of my breakfast on a spoon on the dining room table - not spoiled.
One of my worries was some dental treatment that I have been schedule to have for some small white filling on some teeth that I have been over zealously brushing. To avoid losing our parking space we took the bus into Richmond and got off just before the bridge. I was dreading the work and there is some other work as well on a different appointment which I have cancelled as we will be away - good!
In the vent I will be honest and say it did not hurt at all and only took 20 minutes. The result looks pretty good as well and the dentist has reassured me that the next treatment is straight forward and I can have a painkilling injection.
I was literally left with a nasty taste in my mouth so on our walk back along the tow path to Teddington we tried out a lovely new cafe that has only been open for 5 months. It is actually located in what used to be a pretty revolting public toilet in Buccleuch Gardens. It is truly a transformation with a lovely modern interior, decking with views over the river and a great selection of cake and good coffee. To top off a positive experience, there is a cafe dog Calle dPedro who wanders around visiting people at the tables for a pat and more probably remains of cake that may fall his way.
It really is a lovely place. We continued out walk now that the coffee had removed the bad taste and although it was bitterly cold in the wind, it was a bright day.
This evening I had a photo club committee meeting for 2-hours. At least the President controls the time well and I need to ascertain some new dates for the summer awards dinner which yet again will be at Fulwell Golf Course.
What a cutie. Glad he was OK. Hope you manage to have a few less worrying days. I empathise being a terrible worrier - have only recently started to actively try and address mine as I suspect it's contributing to my blood pressure problems. But it's not easy as I presume you know 🙄
February 2nd, 2022
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