Amsterdam....

Amsterdam...I enjoyed.

At this point though, I knew my marriage was over.

I was recovering from the surgery I'd had to remove my gallbladder.

It had been a rough month that September.

I look ill...I was ill - I was fraught with worry, was fundamentally unhappy but was trying to put a brave face on to keep up appearances. You can see it in my eyes, and the body language and the attempt to laugh...

I'm a different person now from the one in this picture!

And I wish I knew where that hat was!