Off my trolley.

You have probably heard me mention a lady I met in the gym called. Phyllis, who is 85 years old. She told me about eight weeks ago, that her son, aged 63, was diagnosed with prostrate cancer, but it had already spread to his bones.  We heard the terribly sad news today, that he has passed away. We were all shocked at the awful news, and although we didn't know him, we feel so sad for her, & her family.
I went looking for a blip afterwards, but couldn't find much at all. It's not a very inspiring photo, but it's the best I can do for today. We started watching the Bodyguard on BBC 1 last night, and really enjoyed it,  and are looking forward to episode 2 tonight.