Dad pun. Sorry.  So today I had my last of 20 sessions of radiotherapy. I’ll kind of miss the daily visits to the hospital, since they mainly consisted of a nice chat with a few people, and a short lie down. What’s not to like? Plus, as tedious and tiring as the treatment regime can…

At the risk of overanalysing everything and concluding nothing, here’s a thing. When I first got diagnosed with cancer, I really surprised myself.  I would have guessed that the whole ‘putting everything into perspective’ effect would have meant that I suddenly realised there was a whole load of stuff I wanted to do – like…

So a quick update on progress with operation ‘overheard en route to appointments’.  Other than a few tantalisingly inconclusive snippets, including, ‘…so obviously I was, like, totally mortified’ and ‘then I realised he was only wearing one shoe’, my favourite so far has been the group of sixth form boys discussing someone they had met…

In the interests of gathering content for blog posts, and in no way to be attributed to any nosiness or busybodying behaviour whatsoever, I have mainly been eavesdropping on other people’s conversations today. Really enlightening. It’s often impossible to determine whether an isolated statement is a philosophical gem, or completely banal.  Assuming the former, however,…