Karen is down from Cumbria this weekend. It was lovely to catch up with her and Mike yesterday - I was talking about hep C and my approaching 12 week PCR, and hoping it's negative after going through treatment so far... and he said 'at least you got the trip of a lifetime out of it!'
He's absolutely right. If I hadn't had a positive diagnosis, it probably wouldn't have occurred to me to attempt a trek anywhere, let alone to the Himalayas... (our intrepid trek leader, Jeff, is apparently off to Everest base camp with a party of 40 round about now).
That old saw about how you interpret your experience - is your glass half-full or half-empty?
I think mine is three-quarters full... (last week, I thought there was only a dribble in the bottom!)
Karen came round today, too, joined by her son, Sam.
It seems impossible that those great strapping lads of ours were once toddlers taxing our patience with their bickering and fighting... And so unusual to see them together now that they're so huge; I had to take a couple of snaps of them.
Last week, Karen sent me a card, one of 'the interesting thoughts of Edward Monkton' series: 'The friends can connect in a mysterious way without even speaking. Perhaps they have AMAZING MAGICAL POWERS. Perhaps they are both just PECULIAR IN THE HEAD.'
Says it all, really...
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