I am sorry I have not posted any updates but things have been pretty hectic since I left hospital a week ago. There is much to tell, including of a trip to Dubai, of immaculately kept houses being redecorated, villagers so orderly they wash their rubbish before disposing of it in aseptic bins but I shall save all that until I am back in the bosom of my much missed family.
This morning I had an appointment at the Royal Free where I was given a qualified OK To Travel. Qualified in the sense that I told them I would not be able to make the next appointment they wished me to attend at the London School of Tropical Medicine on the 9th of July as it was my intention to be on the 'plane back to Angola tomorrow night. I hate letting people down so abruptly but after looking after me for so many weeks, they really should have known I would, like the swallow in autumn, be flying south as soon as they left the cage door open.
And my first port of call on leaving the hospital was not a tobacconist; I have given up smoking as well. What is left of me shall return home to Marcia a new man.
Normal service will resume shortly....