From http://ianrstewart.blogspot.com/
It's been the usual last-minute panic at work - a potential acquisition comes on the scene at the 11th hour - just as both Michael and I are heading off on long-haul holidays - typical.
I had my consultation at Albyn Hospital tonight. He asked some questions and felt my liver - no worries - not enlarged. Next step is a scan on 16th March (liver, spleen & pancreas, I think), then an endoscopy the following day. At least I feel I'm on the road to discovering what's wrong now.
We're almost packed. I've got an early start and a busy morning of meetings (one of them a Board meeting) before heading home and loading up the cases for Ross to drop us off at the airport for our marathon trip. Looking forward to a pint in the Lord Nelson in the Rocks area of Sydney on Sunday night - if we're up to it!
Watch this space.
Ian R. Stewart Family Blog
Thursday 16 February 2012
Monday 13 February 2012
Holiday planning
From http://ianrstewart.blogspot.com/
I had another one of those nightmare moments this morning. I was printing off luggage labels for our trip Down Under and I suddenly realised I didn't have any booking references for the internal flights in Australia. Had I forgotten to book them? I had all the flight timings in my diary but I didn't have any flight numbers or booking references.
Although we had used an agent to book our accommodation in Australia, I had booked the flights there and back myself, using our Air Miles - so who had booked the internal flights? - Me, the agent - or nobody!
I went through all my e-mails with the agent and couldn't find any confirmation that we had booked the internal flights through them. I had made enquiries with them, but it was a long time ago. Perhaps we had decided to leave it until nearer the time to make these bookings and then had forgotten all about it?
What if the flights are fully booked now? Better check the Qantas web site. OK - now time to call the agent. What a relief - she apologised and said she had forgotten to send me the confirmations and would now do so immediately - and she did. Panic over.
So, how was our weekend? Well, I got a game of squash on Friday and got back in time to have some tea with Carole before she took Luca back home. On Saturday morning, Jo and I went down to Deeside Brewery to meet the new owner and his brewer - and we got some nice freebies! Here's their new image for what used to be my birthday beer:
We watched the Lincoln Lawyer on Saturday night - not bad, but not half as good as the book. We reckoned Matthew McConaughey needs to work a bit on empathy.
Sunday morning was golf. I got home afterwards and was just sitting down to what I thought would be a nice relaxing Sunday afternoon with the Sunday Times and the sport on TV, when Jo came in from her post-church coffee with the Golden Girls and said she wanted to go in to Aberdeen and try and find a pair of denims for the journey. She'd tried buying on the internet - she's seriously addicted to internet shopping, but hates the real thing - but couldn't get anything to fit, so the only thing left to do was to go in to Union Square and try out the shops. Fine, I said - see you later. Jo knows how much I hate driving at weekends - but this elicited no sympathy, so off we went.
I drove, hoping to cut down the return trip by at least half an hour, having experienced Jo driving my car on Wednesday night. We got there in good time, parked, walked to Next - straight in, found a pair that fitted and were on our way again in record time. The whole trip took not much more than an hour and a quarter - that's the way to shop! Jo reckons I'm a lucky omen, but I think she's quietly trying to soften me up for another shopping trip sometime.
Haven't heard yet if the workmen have returned to our house yet or not. No excuses today - it's lovely, almost spring-like. We've got Luca for the next couple of nights as it's half-term - and I hope to get another game of squash tonight - the last before our holidays.
I had another one of those nightmare moments this morning. I was printing off luggage labels for our trip Down Under and I suddenly realised I didn't have any booking references for the internal flights in Australia. Had I forgotten to book them? I had all the flight timings in my diary but I didn't have any flight numbers or booking references.
Although we had used an agent to book our accommodation in Australia, I had booked the flights there and back myself, using our Air Miles - so who had booked the internal flights? - Me, the agent - or nobody!
I went through all my e-mails with the agent and couldn't find any confirmation that we had booked the internal flights through them. I had made enquiries with them, but it was a long time ago. Perhaps we had decided to leave it until nearer the time to make these bookings and then had forgotten all about it?
What if the flights are fully booked now? Better check the Qantas web site. OK - now time to call the agent. What a relief - she apologised and said she had forgotten to send me the confirmations and would now do so immediately - and she did. Panic over.
So, how was our weekend? Well, I got a game of squash on Friday and got back in time to have some tea with Carole before she took Luca back home. On Saturday morning, Jo and I went down to Deeside Brewery to meet the new owner and his brewer - and we got some nice freebies! Here's their new image for what used to be my birthday beer:
We watched the Lincoln Lawyer on Saturday night - not bad, but not half as good as the book. We reckoned Matthew McConaughey needs to work a bit on empathy.
Sunday morning was golf. I got home afterwards and was just sitting down to what I thought would be a nice relaxing Sunday afternoon with the Sunday Times and the sport on TV, when Jo came in from her post-church coffee with the Golden Girls and said she wanted to go in to Aberdeen and try and find a pair of denims for the journey. She'd tried buying on the internet - she's seriously addicted to internet shopping, but hates the real thing - but couldn't get anything to fit, so the only thing left to do was to go in to Union Square and try out the shops. Fine, I said - see you later. Jo knows how much I hate driving at weekends - but this elicited no sympathy, so off we went.
I drove, hoping to cut down the return trip by at least half an hour, having experienced Jo driving my car on Wednesday night. We got there in good time, parked, walked to Next - straight in, found a pair that fitted and were on our way again in record time. The whole trip took not much more than an hour and a quarter - that's the way to shop! Jo reckons I'm a lucky omen, but I think she's quietly trying to soften me up for another shopping trip sometime.
Haven't heard yet if the workmen have returned to our house yet or not. No excuses today - it's lovely, almost spring-like. We've got Luca for the next couple of nights as it's half-term - and I hope to get another game of squash tonight - the last before our holidays.
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