Feb. 14th, 2014

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Tbilisi has gone overnight from -15 C to +11 C which, while giving one slight clothing-related whiplash, does mean that I no longer have to sleep in the living room right next to the heater on full blast, always wondering if I am not in fact going to wake up next morning due to carbon monoxide poisoning. Feeling the cold in your actual bones is interesting from an academic perspective for about thirty seconds, but then gets old pretty rapidly.

Mixed week. My best friend is getting married, which is fantastically exciting (and long overdue), and I have a new job starting in April (full time with the Tbilisi crowd, means I get to spend a month in Vienna too) which is also excellent. Then Mum emailed to say that our much adored Buffy had had to be put to sleep. She was nearly fourteen, which is old for a big dog, and she had been going downhill for several months, and just wasn't able to stand up anymore. She'd been blind for a couple of years, but that hadn't really seem to put her off, as she ricocheted very slowly off fences, walls, stray furniture en route to her food bowl. Right until the very end, despite her reluctance to go on walks she could still make it up twelve stairs to steal the catfood whenever Mum had her back turned. Feels very much like the end of an era - any other dog my parents get won't be "mine" in the same way.

Oh God, my kettle has apparently been on fire the entire time I was writing this entry. This is what happens if you don't have a smoke alarm. Fortunately it's just the wooden handle that's gone (FFS why would you make a kettle with a wooden handle?) and has done nothing worse than stink the kitchen out. Note to self: keep a closer eye on open flames.

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