A collage created yesterday from a old Metto

All headlines  taken from one paper to sum up some of the hopes and frustrations in my life now.
the drink is dealt with its the rest of the journey  that needs direction .

The night sky to night over Waltham Cross this evening.

The perfect end to the day

Every thing rosy 

Neglected

The garden is not getting the attention,
its been five long weeks since my operation
for Prostate Cancer, the body is healing
no big scars just little red marks on the body
but in side still a little sore at times
uncomfortable to sit down in the evenings.

The mind is restless not coping with the inactivity
of convalescing, and the lack of control over
life.  I need to be in the driving seat,
They changed my medication to ease things out
a bit, but now feeling worse.  
   

Bus Home

         Stu's View.

Photo taken as the bus started its descent from Barnet
on the journey home last-week after my consultation with my surgeon,
in the very far-distance it was possible just to make out a little of the london sky line
but never got a clear shot with the camera.      

Yellow Paint

Will it stop the unwanted buildup of negativity?

Going to give it a go  

Downloading Nirvana, by Glen Byford reviewed

The last ten days,from the beginning of my recovery from a operation

for Prostate Cancer, has been eased along by a book fashioned 

around people close to me, in-fact some very close may even be family,

if I don't sound sure it's because its a work of fiction but the inspiration

is so so familiar, it became like a sudoku puzzle for me,

filling in parts moving them around trying to get it all to add up,

Was it a game show I was on, or a refresher course to brush up my life

skills, I don't know but I feel all the better for reading it.

I shed a few tears and also roared with laughter, for me a moving book,

Well-done  Glen,   

Link....

 Glen Byford. promised an original novel of his own creation,  

Under the knife

As I prepared this red pepper for our salad
it reminded me of my coming operation
for prostate cancer 

Found Art

The creative part of me is always on the look out for materials if not for me, maybe to hand on to my son, I pick this up to day, at the time not-really thinking of the connotations. Then at home randomly laid the toy on 
a folder for photographing, this is the result, 
I was surprised how much it reflected my present journey      

A walk in the park

After a relatively stress free meeting at the hospital
today we walked back to the bus stop on the A10,
byway of  a new root along the green buffer zone
at the side of the London North Circular
and Pymme's Brook. 

Post-Traumatic Growth,

Hold on Tight

Now I'm starting to ride the wave of positive energies 

around me, harness and embrace with vigor 

the people that oozes fun and humor,

As the healing sun starts thawing the cramps of winter,

the shock of cancer slips to the side,

eased by the favorable results of scans and x-rays

now I'm in surgeons hands, 

Mud and negativity must be left behind,

bundled with winter, and dumped  

on the corner in the municipal bin,

Vale House, Hertford

Stu's view May 2013

Vale House set on the the road from Hertford to Bengeo
A large meandering building that in the past has offered support to
people with addictions, a successful stabilisation service giving
hope, the feeling of belonging and achievement to many,
now sitting empty, its self now in much need of care.
  

RUST

The hardest bog I have had to write,

in my profile I jested at the time about

showing a few signs of wear and tear,

well the rust seems now to be visible,

you will need a microscope of some sort

to see it, Cancer, hoping its just a smidgin on

the left side of my prostate,

Still awaiting results of MRI and Bone Scan   

At this stage I'm still not drinking,

hows that ? Well talking to 

supportive family and friends 

also that two year goal.

Now its back to taking one day at a time.

Thanks to everybody for

your support over the last week.

Lots of love from a stronger Stu.   

Not so lost

The main center rectangle is of a wood carving,
 A abstract depiction of a life shattered
with the direction of recovery in red,
many times it's impossible to see a way-out,  and you cut your self
trying, It is there don't give up.

*This is also posted as a reminder to my self,
 it must be true.     

Mind little fellers tunneling

        A view of Byford

When in the snow watch where you go.

Not even tempted

There was a hidden force 

helping me fight my corner

a inner-strength

I never knew I had   

Only the felling of weightlessness
and the shaking in my upper body
gave me the courage to go on and
open the tin

Thank you Ian.

and there he was my very own
Ninja Warrior
Ready to take on 2012 together