People have been looking at me slightly funny all day.
I’ve had many polite enquiries about my health. When I got to soccer this evening, the manager of the facility looked at me in astonishment. “You’re playing?” he said, eyebrows raised. “After – you know.” He made a discreet snipping gesture with his fingers. OK, not that discreet actually, but that’s Chris Viers for you.
So, with apologies, I should explain: V-Day, the subject of my last post, took place over a year ago. It’s taken me all this time to marshall my thoughts and summon up the courage to write about it. I am fully recovered – hence my usual gazelle-like performance on the soccer field tonight. So please don’t worry about me. What’s done is done. I’ve even gone and done the follow-up tests to check the operation was a success. Don’t worry, though. I’m not going to blog about that.
And yes, I am reliably informed that those are seedless grapes in the photograph.