I got off a plane early in 2015 half dead and convinced my work here was done, and it almost was..
Had I not been rushed into hospital the following day I would have been the next out on the “History in Harmony” flight home and that’s all I wanted to do.
My soul had other ideas.
I woke from a dream during surgery that winter day, where Boz and I were both enjoying a pint in the sparkling sunshine that you only get on the harbour in Mudeford Quay on a beautiful summer afternoon. He had a big fat cigar and I was simply enjoying the moment and I remember sitting back in a state of euphoria and saying “it doesn’t get any better than this” and he replied “well it does actually darling because you’ve agreed to go back….”
I came round to find surgeons stitching tubes into my throat and I have only lost them during the last month, before coming off of long term opiates only to lose all the weight again so I am busy putting it on by myself again now, but I am better and glad to say the work is coming in thick and fast again now albeit for 2019…..
I am deeply grateful to all who have helped my recovery and Boz’s soul is present very strongly again so it’s time to get on with a new venture and share it with anyone else who’s wandering through this changing life.