never a dull moment with C, who brought wool from her mother's farm in the south. we joke that she's trying to supplement her meagre foundation doctor income by diversifying into sheep farming, but it's really just for insulation (?) yet how that's going to work is beyond me. good fun despite the bath being out of commission for a couple of days, and the earthy (?) smell of lanolin wafting up from the radiator is vaguely comforting. i'm such a city slicker and the first thing that came to mind was omg we can get anthrax from this! of course this amused G no end, knowing that i'm already terrified of the hpv risk from hotel bath tubs (ladies, consider yourselves warned!). she also is from a sheep farming family and having grown up surrounded by them has probably gotten bovine tb (yes, from cows) and possible sheep-related diseases. a friend whose family runs a dairy farm (gosh, so many husbandry types in medicine!) has also had bovine tb, or maybe not. hm that wasn't the point to this post but i seem to have forgotten what was.
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