Dreary hard drizzle on and off most of the time, so no outdoor exercise. The lift's still broken, of course,but I went down to the vet with the insurance forms ( £616.20, over the course of six days, for my poor cat to get dead-) and the huge sack of prescription diet I only opened about ten days ago, plus unused meds. It might be helpful to someone. The last thing I feel like doing is going to choir tonight (as usual). I should try and force myself, of course. Caught up with DOCTOR WHO and must say I found it pretty spiffing. most interesting (and comprehensible, so far-) story in yonks.