64. Her name was Shirley Annus Horribilis

2019 Finger2019 was more than a bad year. It was truly an annus horribilis for me. If it was a blind date it would be where a hairy bloke in a wig turned up, drugged and imprisoned me and made me call him Shirley. In some ways it was even worse than 2018, the year of my operation. In 2018 I only had one big ‘de-prostation’ problem to deal with. 2019 would stand out for practically one major issue per month right up to December.

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58. Sorry, there is a doctor in my emotional and bitter soup

Lego Doctor 3

I had the meeting with my line manager and it was all good news. They were very happy with my work and how I have fitted in with the team. Probation passed no problem at all.  I am now a permy.

Hmmm, what follows a run of good luck with Ellis eh……

The cancer support group, that I have been a part of from March this year, had me scheduled to do a Prostate Cancer talk. Normally there are around ten members in attendance but today there were twenty – just for my talk. I was pleasantly surprised, because percentage-wise, it was much more than some of multi-million organisations I have been asked to deliver Awareness talks that promised many but delivered squid.Read More »