My fucking god, I’ve just done the most massive shit.  It just didn’t stop coming, I almost had the shivers at the end of it.  Thankfully a bath bestilled my quivering hoop.

Well I’ve done a nice walk through the park today even though I’m not technically supposed to exercise on the day or two following chemo.  It really was beautiful, the autumnal trees and the wintery haze fading the distance to a beautiful subtle blue hue.  I took some photos which I shall load onto the blog when I can be arsed, I have some lovely red and bright yellow trees as well as some distance shots which I’m hoping will come out as good as they looked to my eyes.  A lovely one of two golfers walking up the hill to the green bathed in winter sunlight as they gradually desaturated as they walked further in to the haze.  A really stunning morning followed by two lovely café (that should be pronounced ‘caff’, word added that little accent one the ‘e’) teas (why do grotty greasy spoon café teas always taste the best?) as we sat looking out at the view and holding each others hands.  There was a lovely golden retriever sat near us who was trying so hard to get noticed to get a bit of toast of his owners, he got his wish and then promptly misbehaved by bolting off after two dogs with his owner frantically chasing him.

Got a takeaway curry last night.  Madras.  Now you might think that wasn’t the best idea as chilli and piles aren’t exactly a good mix but I fucking loved the buzz from the fierce curry and my bumhole isn’t suffering today, top, top takeaway, I haven’t had a decent Indian in years.

In to Bromley for a wee shop, and I spent some cash, books, DVD’s, games…great stuff.  Got a book about Auschwitz, always good to be reminded of how lucky I am, despite the cancer and stuff.  I’m feeling surprisingly ok after my chemo although I have been a bit tired, I’m a bit worried about where the next canula will go, they are fast running out of veins that haven’t hardened due to the chemo.  I had a pain in the cancer area yesterday, hopefully that’s the chemo wading in to it, giving it what for.

I need a proper sit down, I still feel slightly feint from that epic shit.