Hi Peachez,
I think it most of our cases it is more “infamous” than “famous.” As I recall I was last seen dancing on the tables and dragging PB off into my tent. Glad to report that my life is looking up in that department too in the meadows beyond the woods!
This pavement diving lark seems to be contagious, Wandy has been at it too. Definitely more water with it, all of you xx
But MG, that would be boring! (hic!)
Then don’t take water with it but stay sitting down! xx
Pimms 'o’clock? Always! Usually just after gin ‘o’ clock and before wine ‘o’ clock! (please note: that’s wine as in the drink, not wiiiiiiine as in moaning).
Well, tis all rather jolly at the JM this afternoon and PB certainly has his hands full and that’s not including Babs in the equation! Babs is just fine, thanks for asking. She’s assumed the position and looks very pleased with herself; actually she’s verging on smug but no doubt it’s nothing that a spot if rads won’t sort out.
On the hair front - mine has returned from it’s jaunts in The Woods but god knows what it’s been doing!! Clearly something to make your toes curl, or in my case - your hair curl. Flippin tufts sticking out all over the place. People I haven’t met before and don’t know I’ve been thru’ chemo keep complimenting me on it. Well, I was taking it as a compliment but then had a think about what they’re actually saying: ‘your hair really suits your face’, hmmm, think this could mean I have a terrible face!! Bum. Jordan (wig) has been hung up but who knows, if I wake up looking like a long lost member of The Jackson Five she might make a reappearance!
Afternoon campers!
Any space at the bar?? Mine’s a vin blanc s’il vous plait PB…
slurrrrrrps thirstily…
Aaaah!! that’s better “big grin”
Well girlies, I hope you don’t mind me dropping out of Tamoxifen Towers for a bit but the Air con has stopped working and my thermostats a bit buered too at the mo and it does look inviting by the lagoon… pleeeeeeeease!
Hair is on manoeuvres and growing back grey, sleek otter look seems to have disappeared unless anyone has heard of the curly shaggy otter??
Scaco - sounds like your hair and mine went to the same holiday camp?!
Peachez …tell OH I’ll be after him with the scissors if he goes anywhere near your emerging locks!
Time for a refill … PB where are you or has MG kidnapped him again??
xxHelenxx
There’s a vat of Pimms over here with some rather tasty strawberries floating in it, please help yourselves.
I volunteer NE to pick up the empties and take them to the recycling as he doesn’t seem to be doing much these days.
Glad to hear Babs is behaving SCACO.
My hair has returned from its jaunts too although appears to be growing quicker one side than the other, I point blank refuse to even it up though. I just seem to be leaving the sleek otter look and am entering the fluffy sticky up otter look, so flattering. And if one more person tells me I look ‘really good’ with ridiculously short sleek/tufty hair I’m going to punch them so be warned!
Time for a refill I think…
Ooh its quite like old times in the JM today (except there is more hair attached to woodlanders rather than roaming around free range!)
Am I allowed to say that I got my hair cut shorter today (and coloured) or will that get me barred from the JM. Worse - if there can be worse than being barred from the JM - Alto will catch me and shave it off as previously threatened so that I match the rest of the woodies).
Troy, PB is all yours. Silly man complains about being tired all the time anyway. Can’t imagine why 
xx
Just noticed Wandy, your duckling has turned into a swan. Has it been reading Ugly Duckling stories?? xx
As it’s so lovely and warm here in the JM garden, I’m getting a jug of sangria. Another of Pimms, or shall we make that two jugs of sangria? I may as well celebrate not going to work on Monday. (Just think, I’ll be able to go into town on school days when things are a bit quieter.)
No MG you may not mention that you had your hair cut and coloured today, I for one am very jealous although I hear tufty otter look is all the rage at the moment 
Now that a few brain cells have crept back from wherever they were hiding, I believe I have identified a new species in the Woods.
She’s been there all along, of course, but she’s a shape-shifter who can suddenly speak in the voice of your best friend or look out of the mirror at you through your own eyes. She is usually heard as that person you try to avoid at work, or a newspaper article, or the relative who is so good at blighting any family gathering.
Meet The FeelBadTroll. A fairy tale for grown-ups.
This is the wicked stepmother of OGodI’mGoingtoDie, WoeIsMe, ItMustBeMyFault and all the negative gremlins and witches we’ve already named and shamed. You SHOULD Feel Bad is her territorial song. She tells you that you deserved cancer because you eat/drink too much or the wrong things, slaps you down when you celebrate getting past a stage because ‘some people won’t recover’ or ‘children are starving in xxx you know’ and so on. FeelBad knows a lot of people who died of cancer and wants to tell you about every single one of them. (Somehow this never makes HER sad.)
So far, this pernicious species has not reached the JM, the Lagoon or the patisserie and aromatherapy yurts. But maintain vigilance! Report any sightings! Protect yourself against her banshee wail!
What do you recommend as protections against FeelBad? (There seems to be a Harry Potter-type protective spell defending the JM and possibly the Lagoon.) A silencer of some sort or industrial ear protectors? I think I favour a full last-night-of-the-proms singalong. Or perhaps some of us who are recovering a bit could go out with extra strength flamethrowers, if not machine guns. Or possibly cream pies.
Chocolate and booze are generally recommended treatments for encounters with the FeelBadTroll.
Cheers!
Cheryl
My goodness me the weekend certainly has started early in the woods … expect we may hear some zzzs coming from the tents soon with all this drinking… mines a G&T by the way, ice and a slice… and go easy on the tonic!
MG is that an MGC in your pic … used to have one, or rather did when I was married … grey left hand drive …I wouldn’t need to worry about the hair being a mess now though!
Isnt it time Antonio Banderas arrived to get us our tapas ready … !
xxx
Gosh, the party’s started early at the JM today! Mine’s a G&T please, although another pint of that nice brown stuff choccie & I had at lunch time wouldn’t go amiss. It’s amazing how much sitting in a pub garden for an hour or so affects your ability to work for the rest of the afternoon. Maybe the JM would have been safer. Choccie, you’ll be pleased to hear that my car behaved itself on the way back. Haven’t plucked up the courage yet to tell OH that I’ve got yet another automotive glitch.
Cheryl, I’ll go on patrol against those FeelBadTrolls, although I need something cold as my weapon please as I’ve got enough heat with my Tam radiator moments. Can I have a gun that shoots out liquid nitrogen please - I’ll freeze them solid then grab hold of NE’s ankles and take a swing at them using him like a baseball bat. That ought to be reasonable successful, and satisfying on more than one level.
MG, now that I’ve got a bit of hair (about an inch or so now although starting to change from sleek otter to slightly more shaggy as well) yours is probably safe. Choccie’s is doing pretty well too, I’m pleased to confirm!
I also met a lady wearing an obvious chemo hat whilst out in Pizza Express last week and we had a good chat and a laugh. The sight of my hair four months after chemo really cheered her up (of course, she couldn’t see how beautifully shaped my head is now that it’s got growth on it) .
Jane xxx
I like the liquid nitrogen gun, Alto. I could use one of those some nights, too.
Cheryl
MG, in answer to your question…
My ducklings, a bit like myself have pretensions to be a lovely swan and I’m hoping one day when I have HAIR LIKE YOURS!!!, to be just like my swan!! An ugly duckling who has got through all this stuff and turned into a swan!!!
Well, I live in hope…pass me a Pimms please, anyone!
Wandyx
P.S. Loving this Friday vibe in here today!
Evening all, is that the time *hic*
Jo C I really wouldn’t be jealous, two set of general anaesthetic, rads and tamoxifen left the hair knackered anyway. That’s the bit no one mentions. It is getting shorter and shorter to try to get rid of the damage so sometime soon you will all have longer healthier hair than I do. I think SB and Tracey are getting close! I have a particularly tragic fringe (an attempt to chop off the dead ends).
Someone must have declared it Fun Friday today? Mezzomamma, I’ve seen Harry Potter, didn’t they stick the wand up the troll’s nose? If I can’t reach, I will volunteer to stick one of the branches which are lying around where the sun most certainly doesn’t shine to ward it off.
Wandy, soon you will be fully FECced won’t you? Then you can join the sleek otters, shaggy otters, and swans which are appearing in the woods xx
Angie, your guess is as good as mine on quite what kind of MG that is. In my post dx panic I couldn’t find any variants on my own name, my mother’s name, grandmother’s name, so settled for Mary Grace, my great granny, who lived into her 90s. It seemed like a good omen. Somewhere way back in the thread, Mary Grace became MG and at one of our (very sober) lunch gatherings someone mentioned my links with the sports’ car (which hadn’t even occurred to me!) Hence the change of avatar.
In fact, in honour of the general merriment this evening, and before I stagger drunkenly to the edge of the woods, I will reappear as myself (pre bc) for a while… Hair is now several inches shorter and totally done for, boobs are wonky but doesn’t seem to put off OH and life goes on. Maybe a new normal, but pretty normal again.
If it helps to keep people trudging their way through treatment, I feel absolutely fine, SNB, WLE and re-ex and 20 rads left me with a strangely tanned rather wonky boob but no burns and no SEs from tamoxifen other than mild night time flushes (now I really AM hot stuff in bed rather than just in the virtual world ;)and onc has signed me off saying “don’t take this wrong but hoping never to see you again.” I told him it was mutual. xx
Oh no I’ve got 2 general anaesthetics to go through and tamoxifen, please don’t tell me my fluffy otter hairstyle is going to get worse?!!
Ok I won’t be jealous and it’s great to know you feel fine, gives me hope that somewhere out there is normality or a least as close to normal as I can get (I wasn’t very normal before BC so what chance have I got now?! )
wish I could join you all at the JM, my stand in consultant put me on antibiotics due to pink patch on reconstruction - she didn’t think it was an infection but just in case…grrr. I was looking forward to a nice bottle of wine after my need for painkillers is wearing off, and after spending most of the day with ex boyfriend (he kindly agreed to take me for my hospital appointment which lasted two hours, and then re-appeared two hours later with some shopping for me but didn’t take the hint and go home straight away) I could do with at least two bottles!!. I kept saying how tired I was and needed a nap, but he kept droning on about various things. I am not sure if my yawning was brought about by tiredness or boredom! He is a lovely man but he is a terrible listener; just changes the subject so you can’t have a decent conversation with him.
I am feeling a little happier today as I thought I may have chemo and rads rushes to deal with, but after speaking to BCN today I may have been panicking too much about what I was told was found during my mx. Fingers and toes are crossed until I can speak to my consultant in approx 11 days
Good wishes for all, going to be putting my feet up at the lagoon for the next week xx
Don’t worry dizzycloud, the virtual wine served - nay, poured excessively - at the JM goes splendidly with antibiotics.
In the same way all those sticky lemony things in the patisserie yurt are guaranteed to put not the slightest whisper of a smidgen of weight on your hips. Unless, of course, you follow the recipes that have been posted and make the real thing… then anything could happen and I won’t be held responsible for the consequences.
Jane xxx