We were undecided where to go but when our chemo Nurse C visited us for the first time on Wednesday, she happened to mention her favourite place for a meal was The Rising Sun at West Bagborough. This is a little village this side of Taunton and I had only been there once - years ago with the girls. We decided to take a chance and discovered that C was right - this is a special place. The host made a point of welcoming us and making sure all was well without being intrusive. The food was first rate and worth the slightly more expensive price. It was a birthday after all. The drive there was beautiful with the Quantocks predominately diffferent shades of gold, brightening the dullish day.
Back home our post prandial torpor almost made us forget the fireworks. They were fantastic and comfortably watched from the guest room window facing the sea. Full marks to whoever organised it.
At one pm today C comes and we start the process - 2 weeks on, one week off. C was reassuring and emphasised that we should never feel it was too late or too early to phone if we were worried. There was always someone at the end of a phone. And it seems I must break the habit of a lifetime and have a thermometer in the house
At least they are much better and easier these days than the mercury ones. Here we go on the next big adventure.