I’m afraid I’m going to have to turn on word verification for a few weeks, in the hope that the spammers will lose interest in me.  I’ve had 12 spam comments already this morning as well as notifications from other blogs – none of them gets published, but it’s now irritating even me, and I’ve got a notably long fuse.  I don’t know why they bother really, they’re all so obviously false, they’re all anonymous and they’re all picked up by Blogger and most of the links say they’re for porn, fake handbags or medication, they don’t even try to pull the wool over one’s eyes except in the extraordinarily complimentary comments that some of them leave.

I’m off to London this afternoon to meet Wink for dinner and a concert, coming back on the late train tonight.  We’ve been seeing a lot of each other this year, which is great.  She has visited here a couple of times already, most notably for the blog party, we have been to India together and we’re having a few days together later this month as well.  I’m a bit daunted by the realisation that it’s July already.  A lot has happened, one way and another this year, but time always seems to run away with me past midsummer and then it’s my birthday and that means that summer is really over.

I sent Weeza a text yesterday and in her reply she mentioned that Augustus has croup, poor child.  Whoever heard of a baby getting croup in the middle of summer?  He was all right when we saw him on Wednesday, but started getting wheezy and unwell the next day, so she took him to the doctor.  Wasn’t the best timing, with Phil going off on his bike ride and he offered to stay, but Weeza said she’d be all right.  I hope they had a good night.