Car park stress!

Car park stress!

Had a nasty moment today: I had dropped Ben off at school, and his kit. Then after shopping, I had this awful idea I had lost my wallet. Had not put it back in usual pocket, so it was there all the time. 

However, it is one of those car parks where you get a ticket on entry, then get it stamped Before you leave, and put it into another machine on reaching the exit barrier. I was so worried about the wallet, I managed to lose the stupid ticket!

I did a sneaky though, I followed a van out to the barrier, got close up behind him, and shot through as he went under.

Phew, that was close!

have been suffering for a few weeks now, I had to come of the cyclosporin as I had not recovered from a chest infection. This left my skin in a bloody terrible condition, red, inflamed, itchy as hell! It is a genuine torture. have gone back on the cyclo this week but it has yet to make any difference.

Am going into work at the hospital tomorrow, as my day is normally Friday, I will be doing Thursday instead. Have asked NOT to do a list with a certain plastic surgeon, as 1) he is well dodgy and ‘adds things on’ without proper consent. 2) His list can run on until 23.00 as he adds extra patients without asking and 3) he is a complete self obsessed horrible boasting a.hole.. 

This is an image I took up around the Sychnant Pass, near Conwy.