For those who wonder about my wellbeing (rather than those freeloaders who like pictures of slapheads and hairdressers), my discomforts during this home visit have been:

  1. Mucositis – This isn’t much fun: a really sore mouth and lower lip. It’s not quite ulcers, but very painful to touch, making the consumption of hot drinks and acidic food, the brushing of my teeth, and sometimes even speech (among other things) a bit of a chore. It’s a common side-effect of methotrexate, and I think it’s starting to clear up a bit, but even bacon sandwiches don’t quite have the same zing at the moment. Well, they still have a bit of a zing, which is the problem.
  2. Occasional ickiness – Sounds about par for the course.
  3. Fatigue – Some might point out that much of my time at home is always spent asleep, but this time it’s not sheer lethargy. My haemoglobin was quite low when I came out of hospital, so it’s probably due to the consequent anaemia.

On other business, I’m being referred to the Royal Marsden at Sutton for my autograft, which was news to me until a secretary from there rang me up to ask when I wanted an appointment. “For what?” pondered I. Anyway, I’m not sure quite whether I’ll be there for the whole thing, or just the main event, but I’ll let you know when I do.

On a more serious note:

A mouse lived in a windmill in old Amsterdam
A windmill with a mouse in and he wasn’t grousin’
He sang every morning, “How lucky I am,
Living in a windmill in old Amsterdam!”

I saw a mouse!
There on the stair!
Where on the stair?
Right there!
A little mouse with clogs on
Well I declare!
Going clip-clippety-clop on the stair
Oh yeah

This mouse he got lonesome, he took him a wife
A windmill with mice in, it’s hardly surprisin’
She sang every morning, “How lucky I am,
Living in a windmill in old Amsterdam!”


First they had triplets and then they had quins
A windmill with quins in, and triplets and twins in
They sang every morning, “How lucky we are
Living in a windmill in Amsterdam, ya!”


The daughters got married and so did the sons
The windmill had christ’nin’s when no one was list’nin’
They all sang in chorus, “How lucky we am
Living in a windmill in old Amsterdam!”


A mouse lived in a windmill, so snug and so nice
There’s nobody there now but a whole lot of mice.

9 thoughts on “It’s hardly surprisin’

  1. Now that does bring back memories of my childhood (sing alongs in the car to make long journey’s go faster!). Sorry the bacon sarnies aren’t quite as good as usual but I’m sure the zinginess will go away soon! Hope you’re enjoying being at home!
    Take care,
    Tora x

  2. I’m not sure how we got to a little mouse with clogs on, but diverting in any case.

    In the menatime, in Oxford, whilst reading about small rodents in wooden shoes, I have noticed that it is snowing. This is nice. But it’s Torpids next week – I forsee more hypothermia – not so nice!

    So how soon will the autographt be? And when did you become famous enough that people’s secretaries call you up? 😉

    hannah xx

  3. Cool song!!!!
    we will try and remember that one!!!
    sorry to hear that you have lots troubling you!!!It must be horible to not be eating bacon sarnices(Jess cant spell,hehe)We love them!!!We have decided to check your website every other day!if we remember…! lots of love from the singapore cousins!!!!
    (your no.1 fans!)

  4. i went to the animal farm
    the birds and the bees were there
    the big baboon by the light of the moon was combing his bright blue hair

  5. hi there george! hopefully this time i will break throught the blog barrier from Downunder!. i see that Melanie has….(Hi!)Do hope your mouth is better, ow,but glad you can stil manage to sing! Think of clare tomorrow as she has to enter a youth quest for public speaking etc. please send her some of your skills. much love and god bless caroline and all xx

  6. hey…se ancora sn capace di capire l inglese,oggi sei andato in ospedale come paziente giornaliero?se si(e lo spero perchè significherebbe che n sono alla frutta con questa fantastica lingua), spero sia andato tutto liscio.mi auguro ugualmente che la bocca dia un pò meno problemi…



  7. what a TUNE!! love it! hope dear george that you are well and enjoying some much needed sleep. im all fine and dandy although got to experience italian hospitals the other day when i got whisked there when i randomly collapsed at work, all rather exciting but no worries am ok now, just a little fragile. i tell you what tho i much prefer good old St. George’s, the hospital i was sent to was full of drunkeds singing in the hallways!

    anyway sending lots of love as usual

    mwah xxxxxxxx

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