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That must be real weight of the shoulders MI. Very relieved for you - enjoy your weekend (and of course the Premiere Inn).

Excellent news, MI!! Lovely, lovely time last night. I really enjoyed seeing everyone and the food was yum. Big thanks to BTM for organising and for having me to stay. It has been a real pick-me-up.
Now looking forward to a nice snooze on the train before going out to a birthday party this evening.

Hurrah for fibroids!

Excellent fibroid news.... my old boss had mahoosive ones, which they cut the blood supply to, so they shrivelled and died. It was very effective.

fantastic news MI. enjoy the premier inn

lovely to see everyone who was at the mu - lalsy and i walked home leading to extra smug glow of satisfaction - but it was a beautiful, beautifull evening

Fibroids! Fibroids! Almost as good as the harmless lump in my boob that had me dollar for a bit and turned out to be harmless.

Right. Returned from a triumphant turn running the teddy tombola at the school fair. System broke down a few times, but we made it. Very odd community police officer kept hanging around us, but came in handy when it got busy - he could remember where every single numbered teddy was (they were festooned over a climbing frame). On the spectrum, methinks.

I was wearing the Infamous Lemon Dress. But now will slip into something more comfortable for imminent arrival of guests, and rustle up a guacamole. All go.

That's good news MI. So glad. Might explain some of the heavy bleeding though! I stay in premier inns a lot when travelling for teaching gigs and I think they're really fine. Enjoy xx

I have them and they told me heavy bleeding and miscarriages have been attributed to them but no one is sure. That was years ago tho (when having dc shenanigans).

MI, what a relief! I always find Premier Inns a definite step up from Formula 1 which I remember from the 90s with horror. Rose, glad the trip to Brum went well. Rudy, nice to hear from you again.

Our return from Vancouver was rather fraught. If anyone was at Heathrow yesterday and saw a woman in a wheelchair at Border control who was crying- yes, you've seen me. Because of my bad knees ever since I had my op I have assistance at airports. Heathrow is about the worst for help. We were late flying in and didn't have long for our connection; everywhere else they keep me and DH together, there they send him off to make his own way. To be continued...

... We had half an hour to get to the gate at terminal 5. For some reason or other they decided to give the poor woman who was pushing me the extra job of seeing a woman who hadn't filled in her landing card through all security, border control etc. All I could think of was that I didn't know where DH was, why couldn't someone else sort out this woman, and we're we going to catch our flight. So stressful after travelling since 10 the previous morning. Things came to a head when border control was happy with me, but refused to let the other woman through, and we just stood/sat there for a g e s. When we eventually got to the gate DH was missing for another 15 minutes, then the flight was delayed for almost two hours.

Oh, and when we got to Newcastle one of our cases (the one which was full of dirty washing) was missing. We got it back just before lunch today. Welcome home!

NU, that sounds very stressful but glad you got back in the end for your return!

Hi everyone..
Glad the piss meet up was a riot and sorry not to have made it and to have seen you all... let's plan another!
Have been home alone with just ds1 and ddog while dh and ds2 swan around Berlin sending us random photos and texts of hat I'm missing until they're back Monday evening.
Am lolling on sofa with a very large cup of tea, watching Glasto on the telly - preferable to being there I think, which must be a truly crepey sentiment.

Very relieved to hear your good news MI (although I'm sure you'd rather not have fibroids if you had a choice!) and to hear you're safely back home NU.

Ooh QQ - Glasto on the telly sounds a good plan. Still waiting for DH and DS to get back from Disney and the DD's are listening to music in their respective bedrooms. I think I'll slob out with a glass of .

NU - sounds like a nightmare trip - especially getting separated from DH. You're probably sleeping your jet lag off now.

QQ, I've been watching too, but wishing I was there

DD is off to Wireless tomorrow, and it now looks like DS is too (got hold of a spare ticket)

Really good news about the scan, MI, and well done again for getting it done quickly so you can relax. In the Premier Inn. I thought you were keeping your cool very well, actually.

I had a great time last night and thanks for being so understanding about my stupid wheat allergy. I'm rather excited to have discovered a whole new world in terms of the Overground Railway, which could take me to all kinds of places. I used to have a friend who lived in Tulse Ill, as he called it, and so I was thinking of him as I sat on the platform. Indeed I had one of those imaginings that a fellow passenger I was walking behind was actually him, but I refrained from calling out his name; I did have a good stare, but discovered to my disappointment that it was a complete stranger.

I can't wait for the next mini-MU...I was up at the British Museum today and saw that there's a branch of Tas really nearby. Would that be any good for our Friends in the North? It's on the Northern Line, BTM.

NU, your experience at the airport sounds quite shocking. I hope you're recovering OK. What a nasty end to a lovely holiday.

MI - so relieved for you, but I'm amazed that fibroids can actually be felt as a lump from "outside". DSis had them, but they just made her bloat (plus horrendous periods, of course). Are they going to do anything about them?

Welcome home, NU, but what a nightmare getting through the airport. That's not the first time I've heard terrible things about the assisted service at Heathrow.

Another Sunday, and I'm feeling a tad delicate once again. We went to a 40th party last night with quite low expectations, just to "show our faces" really, and it turned out to be a fabulous night. I don't know the party girl at all well (she's one of the football mums, so more DH's friend than mine as I'm so seldom on the touchline), but there was a great bunch of people, some I haven't seen for years, a big field with a disco tent, a hog roast (I must have consumed my own weight in crackling), and more alcohol than we knew what to do with. We eventually crawled home at 2.30am. Thank heavens I have nothing planned for today.

MI , very relieved that things are OK with you. Hope it feels like a weight off, my love.

Here we have had a turbulent week. we are now in the calm after the storm. Dd threw the head up and flounced back to G. Apparently we are the worst humans in the world. She of course was SO reasonable and patient. Anyway, it's probably for the best. I just couldn't have taken any more tantrums or ignoring of God sense. If she's going to go it alone , we have to let her, and of course just be there when it all goes tits up.

I apologise for coming on here and just dumping again , but I hadn't the strength to post last week. Just spent the afternoon propping up dmum and ddad, over all the fallout. Dh and I are resigned to the fact that we can't do any more. But are really overwhelmed with sadness, and hurt too by, I suppose the rejection.
I'll try and catch up now while I'm knitting.

Oh Cremo, I'm not surprised you're hurt. Still, at least you have peace and quiet again at least for the moment. Did she upset your DMum and dad too or are they worrying about her too?

Here I had a lovely catch up with a friend this morning. DD and DS are at Wireless (apparently DD is at the front, DS is further back!) and DH has gone off to cricket. He did say about the two of us going out to eat when he gets back...

Oh Crem, poor you and poor dh. It must be so hurtful and upsetting. You sound very sensible and stoical in the circs but it is terrible that you have to be... This too shall pass. Really. Come on here and offload - we will hold your hand and feel for you.

Crem, you can only do so much. She'll come back to you.

Crem , I am so sorry, you must feel torn apart. There is a certain horrible inevitability to her flouncing back to G perhaps? Part of the process in some way? Take care of yourselves.xx

I so agree with lalsy as it being part of the process.

There will be an end, there is light at the end of the tunnel.

I never, ever thought there would be - but there was.

Hold fast, hug your DH, don't let this affect your relationship.

I am about to PM you - hope that is OK.

What the others have said, Crem. Let her go it alone, but just be there for her when (not if) it all goes tits up. What happened about a guarantor for the flat? Or are they going to live on love alone?

DD2 has been lying in bed all day claiming to feel unwell, which has meant that I have been running around, making sure she has everything for her school trip next week. And DH has unhelpfully making comments along the lines of Why Are We Only Dealing With This Now? When I have been nagging DD2 for weeks to let me know what she needed. This went from "nothing, I have everything" to suddenly needing a day rucksack, gloves, a large water bottle and 101 other things, including spending money. Now chivvying DD1 who is off on her NCS programme tomorrow and has her face buried in the cat (which she claims makes her wheeze), rather than packing... Oh and DH may or may not be off to Greece for three weeks early next week...