Robots are cool

Got up this morning to find a letter from the Spinal Unit telling me that they “regret to inform you that your appointment on 02/12/03 has to be re-scheduled to 20/01/04”.

WTF? I’m expected to wear this back brace for 20 weeks instead of 13? Something wrong here. I called them a few times but couldn’t seem to speak to anyone important. In the end I was told that the surgeon would call me on Thursday or thereabouts to sort something out. We’ll see what happens…

To try to get that out of my head I went to St Abbs with my parents and niece, Jenny. It’s a lovely wee village in the Scottish Borders and we’d never been before. We checked out the harbour, little museum and walked for a couple of hours around the cliffs of St Abbs Head, the nature reserve. If you’ve not been and you live nearby you should check it out next time you’ve got a day free.

Note to self: must film some moutain biking on the clifftop paths there when my back is better, could look really good.

We’d just finished our walk when the client who’s site we’ve been working on recently called to tell me, out of the blue, that he already has a new site that he only just found out about so he won’t be needing us. A pretty shitty way of doing business to say the least and it’s left me with a foul taste in my mouth.