I'm All Puffed Up!

There isn't much for us to do this morning, in fact nothing that is compulsory so after some breakfast (scrambled eggs) we settle down to watch The Aviator. Actually, let me rephrase that to something along the lines of "We settle down to watch The Aviator, Phil got bored after 20 minutes and went to bed, leaving me to finish the film on my todd...". So the film itself was ok, but it was way too long and I'm pretty sure the scene of Leonardo Di Caprio donning nothing but a long beard, greasy hair, overgrown toe nails whilst living in a room filled with scrunched up kleenex and jars of piss will stay with me for a long time to come yet! - as will the bizzare filming of scenes with blue grass, trees and foliage (dontcha just love artistic interpretations!

At around 2pm, Phil gets up from his kip (after I'd kindly annoyed him by causing a riot and removing the duvet) and we have a bit to eat before heading off into Oxford so Phil can get his locks cut once again. Well, that was the plan anyway, but no sooner had we gone 3 miles down the road the main arterial route into Oxford was jammed solid and not moving anywhere. Luckily for us we were still on the roundabout when we realised there was a problem and so were able to do a complete 360 and take an alternative road to Oxford, which whilst a bit longer managed to get us to town just in time for Phils appointment.

So whilst he is getting a scalp massage (I can't stand them, they always give me headaches!) I set about getting some birthday cards (which is always difficult at this time of year when the choice seems to be limited to xmas cards alone). I also get some more of Ben's cookies (after waiting in a huge queue) and then meet up with Phil. I gotta say a bit of the old bah humbug came out of me whilst in town, I can't abide lots of people around me especially when they are all pushing and shoving to buy the latest must have piece of crap the marketing people have decided should be the gift for everyone. It sucks and has only confirmed my desire to do all my christmas shopping on line this year.

We pick up some more bath goodies from Lush, and then head off to the Fish Shop to pick up an inhabitant for the tank which we'd set up to be a nursery, but with the lack of offspring we'd expected, we had decided we might as well put something in there rather than nothing.

I have a good look at all the fish, and whilst Phil is eyeing up Siamese Fighting Fish, I'm more attracted to the Kissing Gourami and the Puffer Fish. I finally decide on a Puffer Fish, and after a quick pep talk from the dude who was working there about feeding etc, he fishes one out of the tank for me. Hehehe, it made this mad clicking noise and yes it did swell up too by gorging on air. A feisty fish to say the least then! We get some bloodworms as a treat for the other fish, and some frozen muscles for the Puffer too, since he won't eat flaked food.

So fish in hand we head off home getting back in enough time for me to do tea and then we settle down to watch X-Factor, which again was sadly lacking in getting rid of the horrid Conway Sisters, but I can understand Sharon's ambition to remove on of Louis' acts from the show. Ah well.

Whilst we're watching the TV we notice that the puffer is demonstrating some odd behaviour and zooming around the tank zipping left to right, up and down and generally having a paddy fit. I can only assume it is his territorial behaviour showing. We've left him too it for tonight, I hope he has settled down by the morning :) (well if he hasn't he might well have a concussion by the time day breaks tomorrow!

Posted by Abi on the November 19, 2005 9:22 PM