Leicester Indian summer. Ironic?

A perfect night's sleep in our "own" bed  revealed a very sunny morning in Anstey. I can only repeat how good I continue to feel, apart from some unsteadiness when I stand up, which I can live with I suppose.

Homeward bound

A beautiful sunny day for our trip home as,sadly, our time at Tom and Hayley's has come to an end. I feel so much better for the break, new people to talk to and old friends to reconnect with.  Brilliant.

The icing on the cake for me was the Harry Ramsden's fish and chip supper on the way home, the first I had tasted for many years. Harry's fish and chips swept the country many years ago and was considered the best in the World. I am pleased to confirm it still is. Crispy batter, "real" chips, fresh fish, non greasy and delicious. The perfect end to a perfect week.

Happier times

Another bright morning, not weather-wise, but healthwise. Plans for today include a visit to the shops to get a plug-in shaver point ( Tom's flat lacks one ) and a visit to Tolworth Bowl where all my "old" bowling buddies are taking part in a sponsored tournament , so it offers a good opportunity to catch up with them and their news ( if any ).

We may even have supper at our favourite noodle bar in New Malden, meeting more friends ( including the staff ). Tomorrow the plan is a return to Anstey  and home. I have found this week most rewarding, relaxing and welcome, restoring my mood to as good as it has been for ages, thanks to Lynne, Hayley ( who was successfully interviewed for a prestigious new job ),and of course,Tom.

Clear head habit

The combination of a few days in Colchester and London has transformed my head, no more fuzziness.

Long may it last. Without being too dramatic,  life seems more liveable in this state.

Birthday sorted

As usual, Chloe has undertaken all the hard work in deciding and financing Lynne's forthcoming birthday present on behalf of the family who have all agreed to  contribute. Rather her than me.

Yesterday was the day for my contribution, involving a trip to Epsom with Chloe. Cloak and dagger stuff.

My buzz-free days continue, thankfully, but my balance problems continue. I've got my head round the idea of further adjustments to my lifestyle to fit my current mental and physical condition, but that is not to say I've given up on improving things. We have reluctantly decided the boat must go but we are still debating when, delaying the inevitable, I guess. Head over heart stuff, but that is an uneven contest at present.

Eureka. A dry day

Yes, no rain today yet, but there is still time. The sky is currently clear ,as is my head, We are staying at Tom's flat in London for a few days, doing little more than relax, other than giving Stenson/MCC yet another opportunity to reconsider their total indifference to our plight of duff batteries on Tardis Two over a period of several years, prior to them ending up in court at a possibly higher cost,with the judge inevitably taking into account our severe inconvenience and years of avoidable frustration  if MCC had abided by their obligations within the law. I have mentally formulated my last letter to MCC which I will transfer to print on our return home from Tom's, but I don't expect capitulation by them prior to appearing in court, because I doubt they may realise it is the cheaper option for them until it is too late.

Wetter still

When will it ever stop raining? We're seriously contemplating converting Tardis Two into an ark for small to medium British mammals ( excluding rats ). As I write this the sun comes out. Typical. 

My latest counselling session concluded Lynne and I should reconsider our targets and aspirations, given the obvious limitations of my illness and treatment . Selling the boat and concentrating on some luxury holidays seems the likely route. Sad but true.