I know you’re asking where is my vlog. I thought I would type this one instead of bleeding your earholes with my northern twang.
I had a couple of tattoos last Saturday, I got Niccolo machiavelli signature on my side, some will ask why? He was born the same day as me, not the same year of course. Nearly 500 years between us. I read his books “the Prince and The Art of War”, both brilliant. I also got the French phrase ” avec toi je suis moi” on my right bicep.
So Monday me and our lass went to Birmingham on the train for a bit of mooching (skegging if reading this North of Doncaster), or if South of this metropolis walking round the shops.
It was lovely to be out, I did wear my mask in the shops, my choice to do so. It was ram packed with people. Purchase wise bought a few books and that was it. I know the last of big spenders. On the train back home, someone decided to purge the contents of the stomach by being sick 🤮.
My nurse rang me yesterday to ask how I was feeling, I feel OK in myself so fingers crossed my platelets be alright as I have my bloods booked in for 23rd of this month and phone consultation with my consultant on the following Wednesday. If all OK start second round of chemotherapy treatment.
We have booked to go to Bath later on this month so looking forward to that. Will take some photos đź“· whilst there.
I hope everyone is being careful and safe.
Brain Man 