The play den

I had a  quiet day at work. Even tried to help a patient change surgeries, but they dropped out at the last hurdle. Patients are supposed to change surgeries when they move out of their catchment area, but they rarely do. In this case the move took place a number of years ago. Anyway, I've succeeded in ordering some home deliveries of medicines.

When I got home, I found that my laptop bag on wheels had arrived. It looks very corporate. We've been joking about my donning a suit and catching the red-eye to Frankfurt. Of course I'd need a pair of stilettoes, too. 

I made the box in to a play house for Indie, but she has vanished. Having spent years working with young children, I do like to see large boxes repurposed.