Everything was going well, almost too well. The only negative I could mention was the waiting about at the hospital for the treatment or being asked to come in earlier than the scheduled time. But they were minor gripes, the main thing was that treatment was going better than I thought it would. Then we hit the half-way stage and of course it all went to pot or ‘the radioactive chickens came home to roost’.Read More »
108. Vendor, Your Biggest Bag of Hot Roasted Chestnuts, With Haste My Good Man
107. Talks, Reports and Rusty Nails
It’s been a busy month, this little olde month of May. It started with my birthday, which was very nice. I didn’t do much, which is what I wanted. I did however eat and drink lots of the food and drinks that I shouldn’t. I was going to take this to the line. We gained a new King and bank holiday, I spoke to some peeps about prostate cancer, a group of professors have nothing better to do then come out with some nonsense reports, I got some new tattoos, finished a college course and the month will end with me being irradiated like a pack of dried fruit. Oh and a little announcement.
106. Talk Until It Drops Out
It’s been a quiet month by my usual standards.
By that I mean I have not been chased by anything on four legs, anyone on two legs or anything else for that matter. This month has included quite a lot of talking about prostate cancer in one form or another.
Back in January this year, I did an Awareness talk at a company called Sapio. I was fed and watered, very nicely, which always bodes well. There were 16 people in the office, that day, and I had 100% attendance. I was on a roll. They were engaged and enjoyed the presentation as much as I enjoyed giving it. That could have been the end of it but out of the blue I got a ping on LinkedIn that I had been tagged in a post. I usually get immediate feedback from the companies or associations that I speak at. Sapio, was no different on the day so this post was an amazing first that I will treasure. Read More »
I Am The One In Three 