It’s 3 am and I’m in pain.

My neck and head are hurting a lot, after spending 25 minutes with my head at 90 degrees to my body, wedged against the ceiling of a ‘ wheelchair cab’.

Uber WAV’s were not available, so I had to use another cab company.

I’d been dissuaded from using my new powered wheel to go the 5 miles to dinner, on the basis that it would be dangerous to come back the same way late at night.

Instead I feel like I’ve fractured the only bits of my spine that weren’t already totally f’d up. Speed bumps were particularly unpleasant.

Next time ( if there is a next time ) I’ll go with my instinct.

Thanks to Chris and Sarah, and their cool boys, T and F.

My stomach once again seriously bloody bloating up like it was connected to the gas mains, I tried a Trike to relieve it, as the vigour has before.

It didn’t work, and as I was wheeling along feeling pissed off, I was thinking about the seemingly non stop run of bad luck, and then the extra complications I seem to be getting.

My original crash, my near drowning, a very dodgy ski crash,  my near suicide, my operations this summer… my imminent divorce and the obvious side effect of being deprived of such regular contact with my daughters… and a young man walked past me, very close to me, and whispered softly three words.

‘ Don’t give up ‘

I’m not a religious man, but it was a very potent moment.

A special hello to my Aunty Gill and Uncle Mike, currently in darkest North Wales, in the pub.

There’s not much wifi up there – they don’t trust it – ‘it’s too modern and no good will come of it, mark my words’  etc etc….

Never mind the mobile phone network, it’s the Gogs you need to watch out for. Just buy em drinks and don’t speak in English.

Russ x

And now George Michael is dead too.

I promise that’s nothing to do with my curse.

My brother, Alwyn,  will wear black for a year.

(Moral) copyright- Mike Smith

Very Christmas’ y, for sure.

My God.. no sooner do I mention Status Quo in my blog, than the lead singer dies suddenly.

I was sent this moving. (?)’ tribute’ by my my friend, Chris.

RIP   Rick Parfitt.

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I had a truly brilliant time at my work party.

I didn’t get to catch up with a few key people, as I just couldn’t manoeuvre my chair through the right inter table gaps to do that, but nearly everyone else came and had a real laugh with me, staff I knew and staff I’d never met.

Great night!!’

As always thanks to Pia for her Carer duties!