UP EARLY to get to Stirling for an ultrasound scan on my left arm.

I get there in good time, find a parking space and find the right department. I’ve only just sat down when a nice nurse calls me – the ultrasound operator is a bit of a nippy sweetie tho’ and makes me feel that I’m wasting her time.

I’m done in a few minutes and am told it’ll be a week before the results are sent to the surgery then head for Glasgow. It strikes me as odd that there’s such long waiting list for ultrasound scans as (a) they only take a few minutes, (b) it’s not an expensive or laborious procedure and (c), the place is very quiet and there’s nobody in the waiting area before or after me.

First stop is Rightway in Polmadie to pick up some charcoal. It’s good restaurant-quality stuff and despite having doubled in price over the last few years is still much better value than the crap from supermarkets and most garden centres.

Next, Costco for a late breakfast hotdog and some shopping than Tesco.

I’m at the checkout when my phone rings. I pack the shopping , pay then call the number back – it’s the doctor’s surgery. They’ve had the results of my ultrasound already. There’s a suspected tumour and I’m being referred to neurosurgery. No idea of timescales or any other info. Ah well, it is what it is – no point in worrying.

Next stop Waitrose, Aldi and M&S in Milngavie before I finally pull up back home early afternoon.

The courier has delivered the missing box from yesterday’s PA delivery. I have some lunch then we head to the studio to give it all a whirl. Good first impressions.

No time to mess about too much tho’ – I need to pick up again with Margaret’s MacBook and see if I can get it back up and running.

I’m knackered and need a sleep – of course my mind keeps going back to ‘tumour’, but I dismiss it as trivial in the grand scheme off things.

Will arrives to drop off Freya for the night. Once he’s gone we take Freya to feed the ducks and play on the slide before bed.