The Oncologist’s Verdict

Yesterday afternoon I was driven to Reading by my lovely friend Felicity to see one of the country’s leading oncologists. Good news. His first words were “I will not be recommending chemotherapy.” As you can imagine that really pleased me. Apparently I’m very fit and mending rapidly. He told me that the surgeon had removed […]

Restricted Seating

Last week I casually mentioned in my blog that when I ascend (or descend) into a more ethereal existence I’d like a wooden bench erected along my favourite stretch of the riverbank in Henley. Although this photograph is a bit premature it does show the sort of bench I mean. Read the inscription on the […]