Less skittish than the others

I was going to meet up with a couple of friends this morning but one of them has a tummy bug, caught from her granddaughter.  She's also had the results of her biopsy and has high grade cancer, which will mean three months of chemo, surgery and another three months of chemo.  At the moment they have no idea when she will see the oncologist, or start her treatment, presumably because of the backlog of cases.  Scary.

I had a quiet walk around the woods this morning whilst JJ was at golf.

I am reading Nicci French's "House of Correction", which I am thoroughly enjoying.  The main character is a little bit bonkers, is on remand for murder and has decided to defend herself in court.  Hilarious.