Yes well… let me recap.
On Friday last we would head to the Big Smoke for a bit of a weekend catch-up with the entire family, before heading home on Sunday in order to get that three weeks’ worth of reorganising done in one afternoon. Then the nice flooring people would arrive on Monday, and while they were doing their thing we could quietly sort out the mess in the garage that Sunday had created, perhaps in time to leave the house just in time for the floor coating to start on Wednesday, with no need to return until November on our return from the Northern hemisphere.
That was our plan in the morning of course, and with that in mind one of us had taken off the night before by train, just to get a bit of a head start.
The other, having pretty much mopped up all that could be mopped up by lunch time, checked his mail box to discover a note from the Government Bowel Screening people which indicated that further tests would be appropriate. On a Friday afternoon, one week from the commencement of a lengthy jaunt overseas, the only course of action that seemed available was to try to get to see a doctor!
“DON’T PANIC!” was the very clear advice, but at the same time the doctor’s advice was that a colonscopy would be required, that it could be done one week from today, and that IF a further procedure was required, perhaps travelling on the following Monday would not be wise.
Without panic, the weekend went ahead completely as planned, the moving on Sunday as well as could be expected, and all was well until late at night when a quick check of our airline ticket conditions revealed a note from our travel agent previously ignored that while our passports were not due to expire until March next year, they required a validity of six months after the ticketed date of our return. In short, we would not be allowed to leave on Monday week!
Hmmm… at what point is PANIC appropriate? Certainly not at midnight on a Sunday!
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