in the middle of the island of dreams...

hi all
another week goes by and it quickly speeds towards that awful fucking festive time of the year when people gorge themselves on bird flu stricken bodies and over sweet chocolates that have never been near a cocoa plant in their lives. I may not really like xmas but i have pushed the boat out this year and go to the two major works do's which i don't normally attend...this year i have decided that i am going to have the bestest ever time at xmas, i may even wear a santa outfit and absail down the side of our 15 storey tower block. I don't know why I have got the urge to do this but we shall see what the consequences of this enjoyment forethought will be...

On the medical front I had blood test results this week and my doc was pretty positive about things such as 5.3 cholesterol level (which beats maries 5.6 whilst dosing herself on olivio spread!), liver function good and blood sugar levels acceptable. Still problems with the old tubes but am still waiting for consultant from local hospital to get in touch. It looks like I may be going the BUPA route because I phoned the secretary, of aforementioned consultant, today and found out that it may be 8 weeks before the appointment. I told the secretary about the private med insurance and she said "Oh well, in that case we could fit you in next week"...I shuddered and found it totally unacceptable that in this day and age its still only the money that talks. Okay so it will put me out of worry but i couldn't help thinking about the people unlucky enough not to have private insurance. I will ponder over this this evening and get back to you...

off to see 'Thunderbird 5' at the local pub tonight, a good rock covers band, so lots of singing and drinking is sure to go hand in hand...

hopefully we will have part 2 of steves story tomorrow but he has been away for the week in lovely Manchester, but i'm hoping for the best
peace and out
Neil x