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As hinted on New Year's Eve, we have an addition to our animal family; twenty ratlings (01..04 in files) born just after midnight and within an hour of each other, courtesy of Tricky, Naughty and an somewhat indifferent father, Riff-Raff. The evening itself was a fairly quiet affair; a bottle of champagne (mais oui, francais), a couple of Hitchcock films (Psycho and Jamaica Inn). New Year's Day was sufficiently nostalgic with a visit to Melbourne's fine deco cinema, The Astor to see a truly great Bogart/Greenstreet double, Casablanca and the Maltese Falcon, both favourites of mine and always impressed by the roles played by Claude Rains (Captain Renault) in the former and Peter Lorre (Mr. Cairo) in the latter. After the films and when the crowds were clear took the opportunity to sneak into the ladies powder room to visit the aging resident cat, Marzipan.
The throat infection (uncontrollable coughing 4-5 times day to the point of near unconsciousness, occassional vomiting) I have had since before Christmas is finally going away. With the antibiotics course coming to an end without a change in symptoms I visited a second doctor who determined that I had a viral infection rather than a bacterial one. His solution was to provide preventative asthmatic medication instead of antibiotics. Both medicines have oral candidiasis as potential side-effects, which is just what you want with an existing throat infection (it's almost like being treated by homeopaths rather than real doctors). To be fair use of Seretide has led to great improvements.
The New Year is typically a good time for reflections and portents and I will endeavour to compose something of this nature in the near future. It has already however been quite busy with enrolment in a Grad Cert in Project Management, finally receiving material for second year seminary studies, and some delightful gaming events including Blue Rose, GURPS Korea (set during the last days of Han Emperor Shun, and a a New World of Darkness game that is a Tasmanian version of The Wicker Man.
The throat infection (uncontrollable coughing 4-5 times day to the point of near unconsciousness, occassional vomiting) I have had since before Christmas is finally going away. With the antibiotics course coming to an end without a change in symptoms I visited a second doctor who determined that I had a viral infection rather than a bacterial one. His solution was to provide preventative asthmatic medication instead of antibiotics. Both medicines have oral candidiasis as potential side-effects, which is just what you want with an existing throat infection (it's almost like being treated by homeopaths rather than real doctors). To be fair use of Seretide has led to great improvements.
The New Year is typically a good time for reflections and portents and I will endeavour to compose something of this nature in the near future. It has already however been quite busy with enrolment in a Grad Cert in Project Management, finally receiving material for second year seminary studies, and some delightful gaming events including Blue Rose, GURPS Korea (set during the last days of Han Emperor Shun, and a a New World of Darkness game that is a Tasmanian version of The Wicker Man.