Hmm. I have been good, and I have been bad, health-wise.
Good - I'm back on the 5:2, and today started doing the dreaded Shred again.
Bad - I'm well overdue a smear test. I just HATE HATE HATE it. It hurts so much, and the nurse saying 'it shouldn't hurt' makes me think I've got something terribly wrong with me. So I just don't go, which of course increases the chances that I DO have something terribly wrong with me.
Re the micro-herb, he seems to be having a whale of a time. Already promoted to the top set of year 1 for reading, and his love of singing has been noted. Each day I get a detailed run-down of the carb-heavy lunches: 'Today we had pasta, potato wedgies, garlic bread and, of course, crumble and custard. Oh, and lettuce.' He has made a couple of friends, and declared himself 'really really happy'. The eye business has all been sorted. My medical appeal letter lies languishing on my desktop, unsent.
Good luck to BD the Elder. Hope all is well.