Saturday 1st January 2011

I wish all my dear friends and relatives who are reading this a very happy new year. The day has dawned grey and murky here - oh how I wish I could see the sun. Time for a midwinter sacrifice maybe? I overdid the eating yesterday evening, departing from my rather austere fresh diet to consume a few morsels of seasonal cheer. The result is a sludgy and flatulent demeanour - but hey, I've waited ten days to overdo it; it was my turn. For those who worry about my hair, don't - well not yet anyway. I washed it this morning and the brush afterwards bore perhaps less hair that I would normally find upon it. It may thin, but the oncologist says categorically that I won't lose it.