Word from the family in England is that the eldest sister-in-law has landed in hospital with some sort of abdominal complaint. I’m still waiting for details…

But a conversation we had a few days ago with friends had a theme that pointed out that if something is going to go wrong, its probably gonna happen in your fifties, otherwise you’ll sail through to old age with few problems. Well, Gail’s got her traumas, I’ve got my cancer and now my dear sister-in-law is down. I’d be very curious to see if there are any real stats on this observation.