Up, Up and Away!

Hurrah – we go on hols today! Paraprotein was still 3 when saw Prof on Wed which is fine, and he even got off the sunbathing pot and said I can do it – so watch out, a large brown beast with a dash of white hair will be back in 9 days time.

Went out for Puritans (hockey) drinks last night – I rather liked Adam's view that I am a 'silver fox' with my hair streak… just wish I hadn't woken up quite so hungover this morning – those last 2 VAG's (vodka and grapefruits to you uninitiates) weren't such a good idea. Also ironic that Prof's nurse Linda called me at 8.15pm last night to tell me my creatinine levels were a bit high because I haven't been drinking enough… then said 'Scotty, are you in the pub??' I reassured her that I was indeed drinking plenty, though I suspect that pints of lager top weren't exactly what she had in mind….

Hawksey crawled in at 4am having finally 'done a deal' with his business – so at least that's all done before we go. He is of course looking forward to his first ever week's holiday with me – bowing to my every desire, bringing an endless stream of cocktails and saying yes all day long…. he's reading this as I type so hope that the hint sinks in!!

Anyway – all is good and we're off. Must pack. And get a bacon butty down my neck. WOOOOOOO HOLIDAYS……….. XXXX