Yesterday I was in a strange building in a foreign land. There was a giant sign saying ‘Baby change facility’. Always wondered if you could take in a particularly ugly baby and exchange it for a prettier one. ‘Oh, but the ugly duckling turns into the beautiful swan’, ‘You’ve got no bloody chance love’.

Anyway, first appointment of the day was at the STI clinic, they sent me a text confirmation and everything, turned up, no record. Good to see they buggered it up again, same time next week it is.

Oddly the second appointment of the day which I was far more nervous about than getting stabbed several times with a needle went without a hitch. Straight in on time, took about three minutes and all over.