My weekend has turned in to a bleak one. On Saturday I discovered a lump in my arm pit. The lump is solid and of course it could be anything. None-the-less Monday I begin the week with a visit to the doctors, and no doubt be sent for x-rays and all those cancer tests to begin again. It was this time last year I was starting to think that I probably had lung cancer and Christmas was not exactly much fun. I wasn’t expecting it to happen again this Christmas. The only difference this time is that I really don’t know what the outcome is going to be. None-the-less I am probably going to have to put up with the uncertainty throughout this Christmas because I can’t see any test results coming through before Christmas. Anyway whatever is coming my way, I am going to have to batten down the hatches and prepare the good ship “Tom Glassey” for yet another stormy sea. I have had a bit of a weep, but now I am feeling strong again.

Tom Glassey, on the banks of the Silverburn River.