Tired, but good lesson

God I'm exhausted.

Had a good lesson with Sarah today though. She suits me very well indeed: talk about attention to detail. It always feels good to be able to work on doing things better, then better again, then better still.

I've been wondering if Wils could do with a bit more sparkle and today she asked what he was fed on. I told her, and she agreed with me that higher-octane grass nuts might be worth a try. I'll get round to ordering some eventually although at the moment I hardly even have time to go for a wee.

I'm becoming increasingly worried about my finger. It's much less swollen but still doesn't bend much, and I can't straighten it either: it's just crooked. And it's still quite painful. I hope I don't need an operation on it but at the same time, I'd rather have a finger that actually worked.