Some of you may remember this . It’s just over a year now since what I thought was a teeny, harmless patch of eczema turned out to be a basal cell carcinoma. I’d neglected to take it seriously for so long that quite a chunk had to be removed from my arm. At the time, I wasn’t in the least bit worried about the scar, I was simply very grateful to the consultant for his prompt treatment, but for anyone who might still be reluctant to visit their GP for fear of what the consequences might be, let me also show you this. Nope, there’s not much to see at all, and that small scar just reminds me – as if I need it – to be careful in the sun. Blog time has got away from me this year for various reasons, some of which have been outlined in previous posts. Tom’s had some ups and downs following his fall from his bike after his charity ride as it’s become clear he’s done a bit more damage than we first thought, but hopefully he’ll be sorted soon. In better news, it was an...
Christine Stovell, author and freelance writer, on living and writing in West Wales