RESOLUTION ?

I left the account of my Italian journey on a rather gloomy note – pondering the imponderable.

In so doing I did less than justice to the trip. It took place in two parts, with 4 weeks spent in Tuscany and Umbria, including a memorable visit to Assissi. Then after a brief return to the UK I set off for another 2 weeks centred on Bologna, It was an adventure which I look back on with great satisfaction. My only regret is that I did not keep a journal of my travels. I simply enjoyed the experience and ended most days tired out by the day’s exertions and sought my reward at the table. As the Italians say,”No-one grows old at the table” – a formula for leisurely dining  helped by Chianti or Frascati, according to your taste or mood.

But growing old is what we do – if we’re lucky. It’s not easy beyond a certain age but it’s well worth persevering.  So where do I now stand ?

Three months have passed since the  Hospital Consultant told me that my future would be limited to sixmonths unless I underwent a course of treatment which could extend that by about a year. Having refused treatment I’ve enjoyed three months free of hospital attendances and have suffered only minor inconvenience.  Christmas now looms large and I look forward to the New Year confident that I shall beat the six months – and then who knows?

This is proving to be not so much a physical trial, as a mental one.  I’m still wondering about the question posed by Cilla Black – What’s it all about ?

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