It's late at night and I should be in bed - I have a ridiculously early start tomorrow morning and a taxi to catch. I'm off to Charing Cross hospital for an operation and a few days in hospital. I'm hoping that as it's so near the weekend they'll throw me out early.
It's awful - it's 'Thanksgiving' and that means a lot to Robyn.
Last year it never happened for her - my Mum was ill and in hospital, I was so ill I broke my back coughing.
So what did I do?
I went and messed it all up again for her this year too - back in hospital.
Robyn cooked me a special meal and made a Pumpkin Pie for us, which is as near to Thanksgiving as she's going to get this year.
And then I saw this on the fridge;
I couldn't be luckier than to have Robyn, I'll let you know how the rest of it all goes.
(a don't stop till you drop production)
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