SOME THINGS IN LIFE NEVER CHANGE

I still have my lump despite 3 lots of antibiotics and have had a constant headache for 8 weeks. My doctor says" we can't be too sure with your history so we will arrange a brain scan." I know they are right but I do get so weary of hospitals, but I have to say that the waiting time for tests have improved dramatically since I was first diagnosed with cancer. I know people are very quick to complain about the NHS but I am getting superb treatment now.

Luckily I am too busy to worry about these things for too long and I was privileged to be invited to the Eve Appeal Meeting at The House of Lords. They raise funds for research into the early detection, prevention and treatment of ovarian cancer.
I remembered my visit to No. 10 Downing Street in 2004 when a little group of us presented a petition for mass screening for ovarian cancer and were told there was no money. Perhaps the Eve Appeal might make this a reality and how many lives that would save. We had a wonderful day at The House of Lords with lunch on the terrace overlooking The Thames and we met so many interesting and courageous people, Including my friend Monica Price, who is writing the play I mentioned sometime ago. It movingly tells the stories of 5 ladies with cancer. This is being performed at the Solihull Arts Theatre in September - another date for my diary. As John and I caught the train home we thought what a great experience!

Monica and I

The next day John's family came to stay from America, his son Mike, wife Louise and grandson Alexander were joined by John's other son Richard and family and we celebrated Mike's birthday with a picnic in Brueton Park, Solihull and a jolly evening with a Chinese takeaway on the night. We then went on to Llandudno with Richard, Antonia and their boys. It is a very Victorian town and after building a castle on the sands, the children rode donkeys on the beach, watched a Punch and Judy Show and went on a little train that went from the North Shore to the West Shore. We took the Victorian tram to the top of The Great Orme and ventured down the copper mine. Very similar to the childhood holidays we remembered. It is so good that some things in life never change.

We came home to go to the theatre at Malvern with our friends Margaret and David. It was her 65th birthday and we were spellbound by the brilliance of the performers of Le Grand Cirque. She rounded off her birthday week with a lunchtime party for friends at the Howards Arms, Ilmington.

65 sounds so old and yet none of our friends are the least bit old, they are still enjoying life to the full and having so many adventures. Maybe this is what keeps you young - a zest for life.

Yesterday was a busy one, Coventry Hospital for a brain scan at 9am back home for an eye appointment and back to Coventry Hospital to see my Professor Poole in the afternoon. In between I had to make a very quick visit to Melbick's Garden Centre where an assistant was feeding a parrot by the name of George. She was lovingly tickling his neck and he seemed in ecstasy. When she went I thought I would do the same. As I went to stroke him, he bit my finger and trapped it in a vicelike grip. Blood was dripping into his cage and onto the floor as I shouted for help. As I managed to prise my finger from George I noticed the sign above his cage "I BITE" bit late now I thought as I heard them urgently paging for first aid. Gemma arrived with alcoholic swabs and plasters to tend to my bleeding wounds and I had to fill in a form. So much for my quick 5 minute visit I thought as I left with my bruised finger and pride.

Back at Coventry Hospital, Professor Poole was in a very good mood. My brain scan was fine, so he said I had to think of something else that could be causing the headaches .Everything else seemed to be O.K. and he said he would get a breast surgeon to remove my lump so I wouldn't have a scar. I told you how wonderful the NHS can be. I had to go for a blood test and I left the hospital with a plaster on that arm. One on the other where they had put in the iodine for my scan and the third was where George had bit me - John said "what a lady!"

That night I went with friends to see "Walking with Dinosaurs." All the stresses of the day disappeared, as we were mesmerised by these magnificent beasts who were so lifelike and George was but a memory.