ENT in Lincoln now. Not as chilled out as I thought. Our consultant is quite a character though. Very very warm person. A bit too emotional and close for comfort for a conservative stick like me but I guess he is nice at the end of the day. I wondered if it crossed the boundaries of professionalism when this sweet, nervous old lady said something that must have been very endearing, coz Mr C pinched her cheeks and went "... Youuu are sooo cuuooote! *Iggoowiggiegooieieieie..!*" and happily turns to us to say, "Isn't she cute???"

Finally seeing some blurry optic discs and stuff. I really suck at examinations in general. I can never pick up anything. Opthalmoscopes and otoscopes really take it to another level with me.

Got a cool room with weird flatmates. I like the double bed and alarm clock radio and personal electric kettle tea set, which just about makes up for the weird flatmates and daily hike to the hospital.

Listening to muttons on the move now. Nice and nostalgic (: I like how they manage to speak well without using a Western accent. They still make me laugh :D