It’s been a strange few weeks.
We got back from Cornwall at the beginning of September and the two months that have passed since then have felt like an obstacle course.
Jumping, climbing, ducking and diving and tunnelling through.
-The car documents- thankfully now resolved.
-My ankle – a stubborn tendonosis that has only now stopped hurting. I couldn’t walk without weird pains that came and went and moved around from foot to ankle to leg to heel to toe.
-No sooner than I had managed to sort that out (through the use of Trigger point massage, really interesting and worked like a miracle) than I developed an allergy to something which meant I never stopped sneezing and wheezing. 
Not all the time. But every day, violently, sometimes.
-The Resident Adolescent who I haven’t mentioned for a while has continued to provide gritty sand for my developing pearl. His recent obsession is a company called ACN which promises money for old rope. You have to pass over your phone bills to them and the representative gets commission. At least he has started talking to us but only about that one subject. He needs customers.
We just want the dishes done!
– Today I stopped sneezing, I can walk without pain, I have a car that is legally mine and then….Bonnie got sick. She has a mysterious foreign object in her stomach and an even more scary mass in her abdomen. 
Tomorrow they will operate.

I know it has been a hard time for many other people too.

What can we do?

What, if anything, does it all mean?

I have been trying to keep positive and it’s good to concentrate on all that is wonderful. A bit of Pollyanna does no harm!
A lovely night away in a hotel on the Costa Brava

Every Tuesday my painting class

Holding my friends beautiful baby girl

And sitting tonight beside my lovely Bonnie – my companion and loyal loving friend here on this Catalan adventure

Good luck to us all and may the path get easier in the coming monthes