That’s the conclusion I came to sitting in traffic at a roundabout on the way to work today. They especially seem to like it when I sing ‘Photograph’ at them. I expect it’s my dulcet tones.

Tonight my little dog is heading to the vet for his booster shots, I can’t believe it’s a year since I was carrying the tiny, fluffy little maniac home. He doesn’t mind going to the vet, but he doesn’t like the vet himself, not since he was ‘violated’ with a thermometer. “Di…did you see what that man just did to me…?’ his eyes seemed to say, the poor little chap. Thankfully he doesn’t have to go very often, for some reason dogs seem to cost a fortune for anything, whereas cats are a bit cheaper. Cats are bargain pets.

Murphy has a ‘monster’ (a fluffy toy with rope legs and arms) which I bought him for his birthday which he is absolutely addicted to. It’s beginning to be the bane of my life. It’s impossible to sit down at home without this slobber-covered monster being put down in front of you with the saddest, most expectant eyes looking up at you. He’s not sure what he wants to do with it most times, normally it’s thrown somewhere for him to fetch (he’s always so proud when he brings it back), to play tug-of-war with me, and occasionally to hump it. He’s cute though, so he gets away with it.

I’ve started to notice just how many slopes and stairs there are between my home and my work. My knee is utterly knackered at the moment, I’m ok walking slowly on the flat, but throw a gentle slope or some steps in and that’s it, pain time. It’s got to the stage where getting to the staircase at work means I have to take a deep breath and just go. I’ll just have to go and see the doctor this week, providing I can get in to see one. It’s starting to feel a little better when I’m just walking around, but if it’s something bad I need to know.

I’m still a million miles away from training, running, kickboxing – anything I enjoy basically. I went along to the sessions on Sunday which was ok, as I got to help the kids a little from the sidelines, but it was mostly just depressing. The ‘theme’ for this month is some serious concentration on hyung, which I could really do with. Watching everybody else doing it just isn’t the same. I’m not sure I can face going along and watching every session between now and whenever it is I can put my dobok back on. It could be a while.

More insights into the world of Bovine music tastes soon.