Am back in Kettering today. Did not get as much work done as I had anticipated so more work for me next week when I go back to Leicester!

Dear ol Halimah drove all of us back to Kettering. A few things happened along the way and made us 1h later than we had hoped. Still. Saved me 11pounds... All the Muslims that I have met so far are so nice. Perhaps it is a stronger community spirit. Everyone openly shares useful things they know and readily offers/agrees to help... I have been so used to the "be protective of your knowledge" culture in crazily competitive environments (Singapore) and feel ridiculously touched that quite a lot of people here actually do extend their help unconditionally. And it is (generally) true that how you treat others will come back as how others treat you. People are generally eye-for-an-eye, both in the good and bad sense. If you help people, most people are usually decent enough to feel grateful, or sometimes guilty, and repay the favour in the same way (either way it is to your advantage); if a person does not like to share, even if he does help people once in a while to get their help back for something else, somehow, people around that person reciprocate in the same way via instinct. It is kind of weird how these things work out.

True enough, when I remembered my friend and asked her to join us for the teaching we had arranged with careful reg this Tuesday, she told me about a nice SHO who was asking for students to give him a list of topics we want to be taught.

It does not take much to give help in a particular way to lots of people at once. If you give the same help (call it X) to 10 people, in future you get A,B,C,D,E,F,G,H,I and J back from the 10 different people.

Hm. Went off on a bit of a tangent there. So. I'm back in Kettering. Did not have much time to defrost my food (reached at about 5p.m.) so I hacked away at my frozen curry to retrieve a decent portion of it. The frozen fried cabbage was not as bad coz I could peel them off piece by piece without having to exert too much force. We have no toaster here, by the way. So we have to grill our bread. The grill was making minimal changes to my adaptably thin bread and so I turned it on to 6 and went back to my room for 3min, only to return to the kitchen to find that my thin bread had caught fire. Haaaaah.. I was not keen on grilling more of my bread, so I threw the little ball of fire into the sink and doused it in tap water and decided to eat normal, non-grilled bread instead. Alamak! I forgot to bring maggi mee for these 2 weeks! Mehhh... What a waste... I guess I will have to buy some frozen food from Morissons this week.

Searched my entire GI notebook for a passable endocrine case I might have seen in my 4 weeks here and I still have not found a case to present to my cool consultant tomorrow.