Where's the bloody picture then?

Ah, sorry.... been kind of tied up for the past 6 months, so half-yearly sweep of misc bits outstanding has revealed that the post Michael-the-Pouffe trim had not actually been posted.

I guess the suspense is crippling? ... (or maybe not!) So, this is me now:

Keen-eyed readers will note that I'm in nautical navigation mode... yes! - it was taken on the river yesterday. Who needs a villa in the South of France when we've having such a great British Summer at home?

OK, so the boat still 'needs work'.... let's pencil that in for August.... which I hope to be, despite the best efforts of The Grim Reaper.....

Hmm, double-rear blow-out the other week, but not a scratch on me. The guy with the scythe is obviously pissed that I've won the last few rounds, but I guess he's getting used to it.

3-year check up last month put me on 12-month oncology follow-up, so only 2 more of those to go before I'm out-of-the-woods....

OK, so I know he's out there, and he's holding all the cards - but I keep dodging the bullets. Here's hoping it stays that way......