In the words of my monosyllabic flatmate Fi (even her name has one syllable) Christchurch is HOT! Out the window of my office I can see the leaves on the oaks lose their turgor and I can feel the radiation off the Oxford terrace tarmac.
The only place its not hot is the air-conditioned lab where it is a blissful 22 degrees. But there my PCRs fail *sigh*, so back to the office to write and stew.
Today's free lunch was nice... very nice. With a new improved bacon and egg pie, pineapple was included for a summery difference. Coffee could be improved, lovely powdered instant as per usual but hey its free.
Presentation was about the development of a memory clinic at Princes Margret Hospital. They follow up everyone with a diagnosis of "mild cognitive impairment" (that lovely intermediate between Age Associate Cognitive Decline, which is normal, and Alzheimer's disease, which is nasty).
The only place its not hot is the air-conditioned lab where it is a blissful 22 degrees. But there my PCRs fail *sigh*, so back to the office to write and stew.
Today's free lunch was nice... very nice. With a new improved bacon and egg pie, pineapple was included for a summery difference. Coffee could be improved, lovely powdered instant as per usual but hey its free.
Presentation was about the development of a memory clinic at Princes Margret Hospital. They follow up everyone with a diagnosis of "mild cognitive impairment" (that lovely intermediate between Age Associate Cognitive Decline, which is normal, and Alzheimer's disease, which is nasty).
In other news, I now live in a barn with five other farm animals, Mark, Fi, Tris, Jane and for the moment the irascible Doug. I imagine its going to be a year of awesomness and excellence judging by how its been going.
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