And then there were two.

Comments are off the board at Rob's blog again and photos of Peter and Richard (who Robert once said he loved) have been replaced by 'holy people'.

I don't know how long this situation will last.

Ah well, it's his blog to do with what he wants. 

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I have a colonoscopy on Monday. A colonoscopy is a procedure with only one way in.

Clue: Your mouth isn't involved.

It has taken four months, since being referred for it by a doctor, for the procedure to come about. The times of waiting have not been altogether pleasant - there have been a few 'very interesting' events. Believe me, you don't want details.

I don't think there is a The Colonoscopy Curmudgeon. If there was, he'd write blogs with titles like, "Just stick it up your arse." and "That's a bummer." Maybe I shouldn't be encouraging this.

I did half an hour's practice on the double bass this morning. That's not really enough but it keeps my hand in. After that the double bass wanted to climb into my bed. I put her back on her stand. Bloody hell! These instruments can push the limits! I bet you Peter's bagpipes don't get to sleep in his bed.

I'll do some violin practice shortly. Sorry Peter, that wasn't me calling you 'Shorty'. I said, "shortly."

Oh yes, it's his eyes that have been playing up and not his ears. My bad.

They're knocking me out for the colonoscopy. Evidently, I wriggled too much for the last one. That was quite a few years ago. Since I've had to wait so long, it could mean that the poo sample and the blood test weren't too bad. Fingers crossed. If you have never had a colonoscopy, the preparation part is the worst. You have to drink this liquid that makes you go to the toilet very, very quickly. AND often. It goes on for quite a long time. 

I don't know what I'll practise on the violin this evening - I have had a couple of Cleanskins.

Well, tomorrow night will be a dry night, and the one after. I don't yet know what happens after that. I'll find out soon enough.

Off to practise.

Ciao tutti.