A Momentous Day

After 56 years on this earth, I finally succumbed to the surgeon's knife today.  I think I reached stage four of the five stages of fear, but as ever the expectation far outweighed the actual experience.

Despite not going down to theatre until 2 pm, I still got back home for 8pm, complete with a tube with lots of little stones.  A quick photo then an instruction (from my wife) to dispose of them, quickly.  In some discomfort, but hopefully this will soon be a dim distant memory.

Oh, and across the pond a property tycoon was elected as the leader of the most powerful country in the world.