Badger Galore
Staying ‘Up Over’ for a while.
Let it snow?!
We have had a lovely weekend back in Brisbane with a visit from Tracy and Jen and the doggies. We played cards in tribute to Dulcie.....Tracy and I were massacred ......but I guess it is only fair that a 'Rodgers' won.The girls left this morning....though we are seeing them again next week. Will has two tidy up days at work this week, today and tomorrow before we set to and get the man-cave cleared and shifted up to Frogknot.I busied myself with jobs and errands that needed doing before we leave, Christmas is in full swing at Garden City where I was hunting for a pressie. It is so un-Christmas-like here, as my third Christmas Down Under approaches. I thought I might eventually feel the Christmas spirit after a while but no.......Christmas and 'heat' will never go together for this boy from Up Over, no matter how many sparkly reindeer and artificial Christmas trees twinkle around me."Oh the weather outside is frightful, But the fire is so delightful,And since we've no place to go,Let It Snow! Let It Snow! Let It Snow!" .......played the piped music in the shopping mall.The weather outside can be frightful but no one has a fire going.......they would be locked up because they are banned.........and it would never snow here......it's just laughable!
Now the Grinch lives in Stanthorpe.
So......Will has officially finished work and we have come up to Frogknot with Roxy loaded to the gunnels with belongings. We have brought the mower with us to tackle the grass but will take that back with us when we leave on Saturday.We also brought a 'whipper-snipper' with us......I have been in Australia so long now I have forgotten what they call them in the UK.......oh, no I tell a lie.....it had just popped into my head......a 'strimmer'!So......this 'whipper-snipper' does not work so we called in at Stanthorpe to drop it off at a lawn mower repairers to see if he could get it going."What can I do for you?" He asked as we walked in."Could you service this whipper-snipper for us?" Asked Will."What make is it?" he asked, gruffly, hardly looking up from the clip board he was writing on......"Oh, nah! You can't get the 'effin' parts! Take it somewhere else. I am far too busy here to bother with that shit!"Customer service Australian style!
The Fanning Decision.
So.......after another phone call to the hospital this morning to find out what was happening.....I eventually received the call I was waiting for 15 minutes later.Dr Fanning apologised for not getting back to me yesterday as he had become caught up in other matters.He discussed my scans with his colleagues and they agreed that whatever it was on my lung had increased in size over time and yet had not shown up on the PET scan. As 'it' was of a fairly large size they all agreed that they felt the best course of action was surgery.Dr Fanning is referring me to a thoracic surgeon....I should hear something in a few weeks.'Lions and Tigers and Gamma Knives, Oh my!'