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Mutley in the snow

Mr. Alex suggested that I use my camera fingy to take some video footage of the pooch.

Mr. Cheeks loves the snow sadly it’s not as deep as it was a couple of weeks ago because it’s quite a spectacle watching him fearlessly tunnel and dive into it.

So without further ado:

CHICO IN THE SNOW
A Jack Walters Production.

Blizzard (kind of) in Wally town

The weather is changing again, and we have been warned to expect more snow leading up to Christmas Day.

Fair enough; what I didn’t expect though was to have a 20 minute blizzard appear out of almost clear blue skies, and vanish back into them afterwards.

It was almost as if it never happened, truly bizarre.

Bathtime!

Bathed the scamp today; he was filthy from playing out in all the snow.

Wish I had a camcorder to record him running around like he is at the moment!! A White blur!!

Ankle Assessment numero…….erm, two.

Just home from having my ankle assessed; I’m happy to report that it’s still there.  Dr Dabis, the consultant who assessed me, said that I should expect long term stiffness.  How do you receive news like that and not laugh?

I have surpassed the initial 6-9 month recovery period by some way; the anniversary of my accident was late November, so I am unsure how long I can expect all this to drag on.  Oh well.      🙂  <———Grinning and bearing it.

Getting to glorious Banstead Clinic for the assessment was a bit of an ordeal; I had to walk from the train station along the A27 which was covered in ice.  Banstead is a rather affluent area where the locals stroll around in garish jumpers and horse riding gear.  Wankers.

Walking on ice is wank; but it seems like all the posh houses/roads are worse?!?? Particularly Clyde Road, which is right next to me!!!

People in their mock Tudor palaces are apparently quite happy to leave the pathways in a dangerous state; it’s a shame all the Tarquin’s don’t get a shovel out and help out a bit; not everyone drives from doorstep to doorstep in a 4×4!!!

7pm cuddle

Mr. Cheeks likes a cuddle at precisely 7pm; he either jumps up into my Antikrish sized armchair, or asks to be lifted onto my bed.

Being a rather tactile person, I understand the importance of this; although it’s a shame that I can’t reproduce the funny happy grunts and sighs that he makes when he snuggled into me really tightly.