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We had hoped we'd get a couple more months with her and I really didn't want this to happen when I was away (though I said my goodbyes before I left), but Wolfie left us yesterday.
It's very hard to be away at a time like this. I'd have liked to be with Wolfie when it happened and be with the family after it happened. I did Facetime her before my show and though she was a bit out of it her ears did prick up when I called her a good girl.
If my religious views are correct she will be waiting in Stone Heaven for me, ready to clear those elysian fields. She was my best friend and a part of the family and being away from it all I am finding it very hard to process. Obviously everyone is very unhappy. But I can't fully process it and haven't properly mourned yet.
It's strange having to just carry on trying to make people laugh after this, but it's helpful for me too. Yesterday, talking to Susie, knowing that the vet was due to arrive at our house when the podcast ended was very unsettling. You don't get a precise countdown with a person unless they've made the trip to Switzerland or are about to be executed for terrible crimes.
She was such a great family dog and member of the family and podcast co-host. RIP Professor Wolfenstein. We will miss you so much. Thanks for being such a sweet and loving presence in our lives.
Slightly worried I might be joining her soon though, as I've unsurprisingly picked up a bug in Edinburgh. So I guess we get to find out how well my immune system has recovered. I hadn't slept all that well, but woke up with a sore throat and feeling a bit lousy (after having felt so fit for the rest of the week). Typically this happens on a weekend where I am doing four podcasts in two days.
The two I did today were utter joys. Obviously I've never down two RHLSTPs in the same day before so history was made. Lovely to see Felicity Ward again and the biggest crowd of the run so far and then two and a half hours after that one had finished I went up to the turd shaped W hotel to talk to MC Hammersmith and was forced to deliver my emergency questions like Scatman John in stuttering fashion.
Edinburgh on weekend nights is a lot to cope with. Last night a man lunged at me in the street with something in his hand. It turned out it was a phone. Say hello he drunkenly slurred at me. I don’t think he’d recognised me. Just wanted a friend to get a hello from random passers by near the Royal Mile. I said hello and moved on. So tonight I was delighted that I was too knackered to do anything else and just went back to the hotel and had an early night. Hopefully I can shake it off quickly. This has scuppered my attempts to up my fitness regime each day. I was going to do Park Run this morning.
Maybe next week.
Place your bets on whether I'll manage that now.
Coming up on Sunday 9th another double header with Finlay Christie at 2pm at Stand 3 and Amy Matthews at the W Hotel at 5.30pm. Also Flo and Joan can't do the Wednesday show so are now doing Sunday 16th. Contact the Stand if you want to change the date of your tickets.
All info here. 
