It Wasn't An Illusion, Oh, Oh No.

The Mother Ship is playing with my mind and it isn't making me happy.

When I woke this morning, there was the most beautiful red sky, but I missed it. When I left the house - a mist was sitting between me and the sky. Looking East I could see the hill top but everything was missing in between.

I decided to take 10 minutes out for myself and head to the top of the hill. I thought perchance, I would get a fantastic mist clouded town. Half way up the hill, I realised it was thicker than soup, and I would need a lino knife to cut through it, rather than my camera.

I knew that I wouldn't be able to do a U-turn, so I headed to the peak of the hill, and then gasped. I don't know if it was because the opposite side of the hill is to the east, but the sun was breaking thru, and drying up the mist in patches here and there. Sunlight was dappling the hills, and trees in the most random fashion.

I pulled into a farm track and just sat and breathed it in.

And then I wondered to myself, what kind of mother ship is it that creates something like this for me to sit in awe at, and yet allows this, and this to happen.

Both of these children are in the same position. Both have survived the first onset of their disease, went into remission, and now have both relapsed.

Vanessa, is from my home town. The way the town, and to be quite honest, the West Coast, and the rest of Scotland have rallied round has been amazing. On Saturday our local supermarket was staffed by two folk at each till bag packing - the local police were outside in stocks, allowing people to pelt them with freezing cold sponges for a donation. All the local schools are participating and as you can see the funds are increasing with amazing speed.

Thomas, is from down south, and I only know of him, because a friend of yours and mine, Mrs C, is spearheading the campaign to save Thomas. Mrs C lost her Beautiful Boy Max to the same horrible, horrible disease.

The reason fund raising has to take place is because the families have to take their children abroad to where there are treatments in place, because in the UK there is NO relapse treatment.

But the UK will pay for woman to have dodgy breast implants removed!