"Seagull"

Seagull, you fly across the horizon
Into the misty morning sun.
Nobody asks you where you are going,
Nobody knows where you're from.

Here is a man asking the question
Is this really the end of the world?
Seagull, you must have known for a long time
The shape of things to come.
Now you fly, through the sky, never asking why,
And you fly all around 'til somebody shoots you down.

And you fly away today
And you fly away tomorrow
And you fly away, leave me to my sorrow.

Seagull go and fly,
Fly to your tomorrow, leave me to my sorrow,
Fly.


Song written by Paul Rodgers & Mick Ralphs, and performed by Bad Company




Photo taken in the grounds of Colchester General Hospital, where there is a lake with ducks, moorhens and seagulls living on and around it.

During our meeting with the Oncologist today we learnt that, as there are no actual lumps or bumps to target with radiotherapy, and as chemotherapy would be too debilitating for him at the age of 90, Dad is not going to have these treatments for his lung cancer at the present time. He continues to have his fluid draining treatment in hospital, and is looking and feeling better today than he has done in weeks. His appetite and interest in food is returning, he's now able to change his own pyjamas without help, and he's walking longer distances without becoming breathless.