Well, hello.
I am now living on my own in sunny south London and I have to say I didn’t know how I was going to feel but I am thriving. The peace and solitude are amazing. I did fear at one stage I would be lonely but that has never materialised and is not going to. In fact, I don’t have enough hours in the day to complete all that I need to. The only noise I hear is the fridge occasionally burping refrigerant and the humming of the dehumidifier.Read More »
The British comedian, Peter Kay, has a famous sketch where he describes the Hobnob biscuit as the hardman of the biscuit world. Whereas other biscuits like Rich Tea cry, wither and then quickly disintegrate in a hot cup of tea the hard nut Hobnob is the commando of the biscuit world. It will stay intact and dare the tea drinker to ‘bring it on’. I try not to swear if I can. I used to swear like a trooper when I was younger so it can still be a challenge at times. I am going to swear in this blog a lot so ‘biscuit’ will be the new swear word of choice.Read More »
This has been a busy month with regards to talking about prostate cancer related matters. I spoke to two men about prostate cancer, one post operation and the other pre operation. I manned a prostate cancer table, awaiting my radiation therapy results, took myself abroad on holiday, started training for the 10K chocolate run and delivered a prostate cancer awareness talk.
Phew!
Wouldn’t have it any other way!
For a while now, when I meet someone the first thing they usually tell me is that I look tired. I have tried laughing it off and telling people that I look worse than I feel and you can only want to throw something at someone so many times. The truth is I am either all right at that particular moment, tired or knackered. Unfortunately, I endure more of the latter two than anything else. Read More »
I Am The One In Three 