This week was quite interesting.
I met up with my friend Dave in Rickmansworth on Sunday and spent the day with him fixing the heater on his car.
We also went for a meal in a good pub which had an Irish theme.
The food was nice and we both enjoyed the ample servings of nut roast and a few drinks.
Dave is a rockabilly star who has made several good records over the years.
Rickmansworth is quite a long drive from where I live in Stevenage and involves an hour or so behind the wheel along some busy stretches of motorway. I left at nine am. and got home around six pm.
It was a cold day on Sunday.
I had a blood test in London on Tuesday which all went well although the weather was rather wet and cold.
Outside the hospital is a large christmas tree that pronounces to those around that it is that time of year already (see photo).
It’s been a year nearly to the day since I got discharged from the ward at the London hospital where I had seven months of treatment for acute myeloid leukaemia and I have spent all of that year since then gladly in remission.
I like travelling to London on the train and treat it like a day out.
I do miss the nurses at the hospital though, because they were so very beautiful and I was treated extremely well and professionally by them. They are indeed a credit to the NHS.
I always call in on them when I visit the hospital for theses routine blood tests and say ‘hello’, I have been taught so much about positivity of mind and spirit by them.
I also received good fertility results on Tuesday from the lab.
I am fifty-two now and if I were to have the chance to start a family I would, although I realise that I have left these ruminations somewhat late in life.
Still, who knows!