My disposition inclines me toward panic and pessimism, and I can only apologise for the stream of worries I offloaded onto my blog during the last week.
The results from my health tests have been very positive and now I am left with the shame of not having been able to face them with a bit more guts. Oh, to be the sort of person who can face fear with a strong jaw, a stout pair of brogues and a slice of Dundee cake. Stuff it I am a wimp.
Anyway, the worse is over and to celebrate I am contemplating killing off this blog to prevent me ever vomiting up my (what should remain) private and personal concerns to my loyal readership again.