It's August again, which means ... Shrewsbury Flower Show. I went along of course and got more photos of the children's veggie art entries to inflict on you.
August was also CT result time (which comes along every three months, although it feels like every three days to me).
I had double cause for celebration. First of all there was no change to the cancer. So I remain stable. Hurrah for my chemo, TDM1 or Kadcyla (which I receive as part of a drug trial), and boo for it not being generally available in England and Wales (the jury is currently out in Scotland).
The second cause for celebration was that I seem to have a new oncologist. I wasn't keen on my old (and now semi-retired) onc, Dr Oily, as I found him patronising and, to be honest, I haven't forgiven him for his attitude to his department's cock-up (in my view) in my care last year. Anyway, the new bod introduced himself, didn't speak to me as if I was seven years old and was pretty upbeat. Top marks so far.