My Wonderful Friday Off..... Not this week!

Well where I said I love Friday's I'd like to take it back.  It is currently the worst day of the week.
The juicing, the soup (including a visit to stupid Tescos to pick up organic celery and leeks to make the soup) work and the arrival of the organic fruit and veg.... I delivered boxes to the outskirts of Banbury this morning too, with the promise

Another week.....

Sitting on the stall is always a good time to update you all with Amanda's progress, and what's been happening during the week.

We were at The Penny Brohn Cancer Care Centre on Wednesday, not much to tell this time. It was a short visit. Amanda had her Shiatsu Massage at 9.30am, then a guided group meditation before lunch. It was nice to see her painting still on the wall in the art room, they obviously appreciated it and found the message thoughtful...'Trust in you heart it will show you the way'. There was more, but my memory is rubbish.... Argh! Where am I!!? At lunch time Amanda invited a lady who'd been on the group meditation to sit join us at our little table for two. The lady had suffered bowel cancer a little over 5 years ago. She felt

Journeys and Nandos....mmmmm.... Nandos.

Last Wednesday Amanda had a trip to London arranged - I use the word 'arranged' in it's loosest context.
She was meant to be leaving around 12pm, heading to a hotel to meet with a lady she met on one of The Journey seminars a few weeks ago.
By 10.30am there was still no hotel booked, and she required two nights, as on the Thursday she was attending a session that included varying holistic therapies, combined with

AMANDA, JUST LET ME DO IT!

So after a very tempestuous week of high lows, tears and joy.... mainly tears, we've reached the end of the week. I am sitting on the organic grocery stall, the sunshine peeping through the dense cloud cover that over the past couple of days has provided our organic veg garden with much needed water. Things could be a lot worse. Neighbours kids charge up

Highs and Lows.

Since I last spoke to you all (or the one or two that still read this blog, as there are not many now, not according to the statistics.  Seems once Amanda's struggle with the decision on her mastectomy, then the Gerson Therapy vs Chemo saga were all over, friends lost interest.  Everyone loves a bit of drama.  Well sorry folks, there will be little bits of drama here and there but hopefully