Trying to run away from the inevitable

It is only at the last minute, when time has all but run out do we try and make a change. With less than 3 weeks to my surgery induced incarceration I am starting to have a mild panic. Not in the traditional knee knocking, sweaty, nervous kind of way but in a more vicarious fashion which involves…

Holidays, surgery and more

Woosh. It has been a very busy couple of months! Work has been hectic and I have just returned from a week long holiday in Crete. I had quite a few fears about going away on holiday. Would Boris be able to cope with the food? Could I go in the sea and pool? Would…