Chrimbo cheer, fat stories and other assorted gubbins....

Merry Christmas folksies.

I hope all of you have had a fantastic Chrimbo morning, and get stuck into many a box of chocs and assorted food later this afternoon.

I myself was looking forward to a Christmas without the lurgy. Alas, the gods have worked against me and on Christmas Eve I developed a horrendous cough. It's translated over to today, along with a roughness that only comes from a fitful sleep. Still, I'm damned if I'll let it spoil my Chrimbo.

On a side issue, I was very proud to see that one of my sisters, Heather, had wangled her way into the papers yesterday and I'm delighted to present the article online here

You'll see her photo and the link to the article at the top of the page. I'm very proud of her and she's become something of a spokesperson in this field. It should be noted, however, that she didn't "lose 9 stone for HIV" as much as she's planning a round the world trip to assist in the fight against that horrific disease as a result of having lost 9 stone and given herself a new lease of life.

This whole scenario is a testiment to her tenacity as a person, her determination to achieve her goals, and the huge heart that beats within that, now quite small, chest. She now looks to devote a large portion of her life to helping the less fortunate than herself, and as far as I am concerned, there can be no greater legacy.

My pride knows no bounds.

Any support any of you can offer will be greatly appreciated.