View from the Potting Shed

I didn’t get much sleep last night, despite going to bed early (before 22:00). You see, our cats, Spot and Smudge, appear to have founded an Ian Banks-inspired Mouse Factory.
During the night they brought in four mice. Well, okay, if you want to get technical about it: three and a half. In they’d bound, […]

View of University Library from my office window
So there I was sitting at my desk staring through my office window towards the University Library, taking a break from redesigning SAULCAT (the University Library catalogue search pages), and wondering: how can I find out more about the whole IVF process?
And then like a moment of epiphany […]

Photograph from iStockphoto.com.
This evening Jane and I headed over to Ninewells Hospital in sunny Dundee for an introductory lecture on Assisted Conception — specifically In Vitro Fertilization (IVF) and Intracytoplasmic Sperm Injection (ICSI). Let it never be said that I don’t know how to show a girl a good time on a Tuesday evening!
We were […]

I was going to post this last night, but I got (a) too tired, and (b) too upset, so I went to bed. Which was fair enough.
I felt quite at odds yesterday, and it was only in the afternoon as I was thinking about it that I began to pin-point that it had something to […]

I know that I’ve not written any more about our IVF journey for the last few months, but there’s really not been anything to report. Until now.
We moved over from Edinburgh to Cellardyke in April, and the day after we moved in we made an appointment with the local GP to find out what […]

Yesterday Jane and I were kindly invited to dinner at Jane’s parents’. Our kitchen is in an odd state of semi-packedness. The crockery has been packed, but not the cutlery; the chopping boards and sharp knives have gone but not the pans; the microwave and toaster have gone, but not the kettle. […]

Longtime readers will remember the Spong mincer advert I posted last November. While sorting through my bookcases this morning I came across the same volume again, Getting Married, published by the British Medical Association in 1972. (Which I still don’t understand, as my parents got married in 1968!)
Opening it randomly how delighted was […]