Absolute shitter...

So Mrs F, the world’s premier impersonator of Monty Python’s Black Knight has landed herself in a bit of a pickle. Despite insisting that she was OK really, when her breathing starting to sound like Darth Vader at the end of a marathon trying to breathe through a miniature metal pipe, it turns out that she has chronic pneumonia and as we speak is in Intensive Care having had 2 litres of gunge removed from her chest. We were in a very dark place on Sunday but we are still pedalling two days later. There is a long and dark road ahead but at least we have avoided the cliff edge for now...

While the outlook is not great at the moment the care she is receiving is second to none and the staff here are absolute superheroes.  How hard these folk work is absolutely beyond belief. I wouldn’t go to war for Queen and country but would tomorrow for the NHS...

On the bright side Mrs F has inspired people to pray in about 20 countries, at least 10 languages and most major religions. Now not being a believer myself I am not sure how this works...do they cancel each other out? Does a priest’s prayer count double? Answers on a postcard please. I assume that so long as you are not praying to the Kardashians they all end up at the same place though...That said she has managed to unify the world in a way that The Holy Father could only wish to, so when she pulls through I expect to see white smoke rising from the Vatican chimney and dancing at The Wailing Wall...