Blimey. Officially a whole year since the 'Night before Chemo' post. Where has the time gone?!
Just a quick one to say thank you to all those who sponsored me ahead of the Cancer Council's Relay for Life event on Saturday. Astonishingly I ended up as the event's 7th top fundraiser with a massive $1100!
The actual speech seemed to go ok. Those who witnessed me speaking / hiccuping tearfully in Henley in October will be pleased to know I held it together like a pro this time, people laughed (with me) in all the right places and no cabbages were thrown so that, to me, is a win.
Thanks to the Jervis Bay crew for enduring the procrastinating agony that is me writing a speech and patiently sitting through the practice run-throughs. Special thanks to my pal Nikki Rooke who insisted on coming with me for moral support, seeing immediately through my false "oh no it's fiiiiiine. I'd rather do it on my own anyway.." protestations in a heartbeat. And thanks to Cheryl Ayres for giving me a lectern and a microphone and inviting me to babble on nonsensically next to her for a good 7 minutes... :)
|So openly calm. So secretly petrified.|
|Candlelight Ceremony of Hope|
Meanwhile, on a completely different note, here's a link to a piece I wrote about a trip we took up to Scotland and the Highlands that's taken my friend Greig Trout literally months to publish because he couldn't decide what photos to use. Such a hard job. Sigh. Anyway, you should all go to Scotland immediately.
Please note photos taken are taken during my Jean-Paul Gaultier phase. I am of course now happily embracing the 'Julius Caesar' stage of hair re-growth. Long live the Bouff!