Well, it's been a while.
Before I start to talk about myself I need to reintroduce Elton. Elt to friends and family of whom I am proud to be one.
If I had started to draw up an identikit picture of a son in law it would have looked very like Elt. Loves craft beer, malt whisky and Nikki (although not in that order). He has a comprehensive toolkit and knows how to use it. He also has a comprehensive collection of the most appalling jokes and isn't afraid to use them.
I mention him not to say how much I admire him (although I do) or to make him blush (although he may) but to tell you about his fundraising efforts this year.
He has set himself the task of raising at least £1000 for Macmillan Cancer Support. To do this he is going to try to run 1000km in 2016. He is going to achieve this while holding down a full time job, fully enjoying his family life and helping his father in law to develope his beer and malt tasting skills.
I saw at first hand the wonderful work Macmillan do, and the great people that do the work, when dad was in his last illness. They need all the support we can give.
I will share his link on Facebook when I post this there. I hope anyone else who shares the blog will also share the just giving link.
Anyway to me. An endlessly fascinating subject.
You may have noticed that I haven't added to this blog for weeks. This is partly because there is little news about my health and because my not terribly interesting normal life has taken up a huge amount of time this summer.
I had pictures taken at the end of July of my lungs and brain. I haven't had the full oncologist debriefing yet (Sept 15) but they show no tumour growth and shrinkage in most of them.
Apart from the tumours, which cause me very littlet trouble I have side effects from Afatinib. These are still there but well controlled by the small but well endowed collection of drugs and creams I take (mostly Imodium I confess).
For someone who can't work the egg business has taken up an indecent amount of my energy this summer. Finding holiday relief is always a little tricky but it is controllable. The rule that I try to stick to is one at a time. This doesn't allow for the possibility of a driver injuring himself while a colleague is on holiday. This of course is what happened. Graham gets his plaster off on Monday and we hope will be able to resume duties in a week or two.
And my holiday is nigh. A few days on Skye with a weather permitting boat ride to St Kilda (the rocky outcrop in the North Atlantic, not the suburb of Melbourne, Australia.
St Kilda is just about Clare's favourite place on the planet but I have never been. Really looking forward to it.
Live long and prosper
