Today as I was standing outside the hopsital taking in the morning air I saw my friendly fox, last seen on 17th September last year who was, if Tim P's comment was to be taken appropriately seriously, NICE approved, even if NICE doesn't carry so much weight up here.

A very quick visit to the radiotherapy department to be scanned and tattooed - three tiny pin-prick marks - and then out in to what was by then a lovely morning.

It was good to see the fox again, and better to realise how far I've come since the first encounter.

Now I'm planning to get out for a walk and enjoy the fine weather before it disappears south for the weekend.