Life, but not Vincent

Not yet. I'm not in the right place yet.

Yesterday his nurse and I took my student with ALD to the theatre to see The Tempest. They were pretty true to the text, even though most of the audience was under 11. Alex was the only older student there. He had audio description headphones, as he cannot see the stage even from a couple of feet away. I'd like to say he enjoyed it, but it really wasn't possible to tell. He was sick a couple of times before we set out, then again in the car.

Today I had to take my cat Amber for her six-weekly kidney jab, so I decided to ask the vet to arrange a chicken cremation. Unfortunately I cannot have the ashes back as chickens are classed as livestock, and it is not permitted. Amber was uncharacteristically angelic. I wonder what she's up to?

At 6.30 there was a street meeting with the safer neighbourhood police team. As usual it was pretty poorly attended (I suppose that could be classed as good, meaning people don't have many concerns) but I thought I ought to go, as a local assembly co-ordinator. There were a few people asking for information or advice. I'm not a great lover of the police - almost have the scars to prove my demonstrating past - but these are a pretty OK bunch.

There were quite a lot of drivers who looked at the gathering as if wondering what crime had been committed by whom. One lowered his mobile phone so as not to be caught using it while driving (which is illegal over here) but didn't even wait to be past before lifting it back to his ear.

Coincidentally, the newspaper today had a query in its question-and-answer section about what you should do if you see someone texting while driving. One tongue-in-cheek answer said, Take a photo of them on your mobile phone camera as you overtake them.

Mmm, must try that one...