False Alarm!

In the words of the great man himself I "got a lot a livin' to do" .............so don't you step on my hound dog............or something like that.

Off to St. Lymphoma's this fine sunny morning feeling far too healthy to believe there was a problem, and the smile on the doctors face was enough to tell me that I was right. No signs of the big C on the scan.......... and no explanation as to why I should have got the pains in the first place. They want to do a blood test to check that my pancreas is functioning OK but they don't expect that to be the source of the problem, so I guess I'll just have to put it down to too many sit-ups.

While waiting for all this to happen we've been sunning ourselves on the Costa Cromer, so I'll sign off with some illustrations of traditional British seaside pursuits as demonstrated by the Corby family.


Playing crazy golf
Staring pensively at the sea

And being trampled underfoot by a prehistoric herbivore

I know I must have induced compassion fatigue by now so I promise to remain well for as long as I possible can!

Thanks to everyone for your concern and support.