Wave Goodbye To Christmas

We don't always get everything we want for Christmas and on the day conditions were largely unsuitable for photography. There was the slight itch of frustration on the back of my mind as I added to the mental list of things I wanted to photograph. I had regarded night shifts as the best of the non-leave options but, as they approached, regarded them as something of an irritation. Why is life sometimes so much about dissatisfaction when there is, in fact, so much to be satisfied with?

After a sociable but busy night shift I drove home in an intimidating temperature of minus 7.5 C which soared to minus 5 by the time I got home. Perhaps the gulfstream had made it past the Isle of Wight. It was soon a day sunnier than any recent day but some sleep was inevitable so we left the house later for an early lunch and walked around Lee in further increased temperatures. At last the light said 'photography' and that mental list got reduced by a bit.

I thoroughly enjoyed ITV's latest version of 'Murder on the Orient Express'. It is not often you get murdered by 12 people unless you're the Australian cricket team facing England and Grant Flower. That one's for you Rob.......

I was feeling pleasingly calm after a health scare last night. Suffice it to say I had found unexplained lumps but a telephone consultation had put my mind at rest. When Greg was a medical student, I went through his books with him and learned what is sometimes a little too much. I have inherited from my Mum a tendency to worry irrationally about the tiniest aspect of my health. Put these two things together and logic is often overwhelmed. You might say (if you are well read) that 'reports of my death have been greatly exaggerated' - in this case, by me.

My brother will travel to Peru tomorrow to see his wife. I am glad that Greg is no further away than the settee. 2011 is full of hope; I hope it brings wonderful things for all of you.