Exactly eight years ago today, I was lying in a room in the High Dependency Ward of the Canniesburn Plastic Surgery Unit at Glasgow Royal Infirmary, having just undergone major surgery.  I can't recall much about that evening, except evidently I was decidedly 'high' as a result of the drugs.

Back then, even being here eight years on seemed impossible, never mind being well, happy and healthy... and having discovered I quite like the odd adrenaline challenge. This year it will walking on fire!

So, if you are mad enough to wish to sponsor me, there's a button thingy in the left hand column of this blog.  It seems walking on fire really is a case of mind over matter - quick march and all will be well, dawdle and, well, let's not go there!

It's a Thursday evening in March, and I have pledged to raise £120, so all donations, however small, very welcome.

Today would have been Miss A's 101st birthday... I like to imagine that she is enjoying some cake (with candles) and has finally found out whether or not she is allowed to eat ham.

This afternoon I've begun another cull of books form my office/study. Some of these are ancient tomes passed on to me by someone they'd been passed on to umpteen years ago.  Most of them are key texts I had to buy for my research degree, and which have been gathering dust every since.  They represent serious expenditure back in the day, but now I am hoping that they will find new homes and bless new people.  Three of these fifty or so books survived the cull... I have lots more shelves to cull, lots more memories to let go but I have so many books double-banked or stacked on the floor that it's all just silly.

Almost all these books spark (or sparked) joy but now it's time to share that joy with others. 

Friday evening, at the end of a busy week - good stuff that has been rewarding if tiring (introvert doing lots and lots of people stuff).  From Bible quiz to Bible study; role play to role allocation; service planning to service preparing; discerning and deciding; reading and writing; thinking and speaking; getting cold and getting hot; walking and running; trains, buses and taxis; the list could go on for a very long time.

Lots to encourage and gladden my heart, and some stuff to ponder a bit more...

It's been good but, like Sasha, I am yawning and need some sleep!