tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-361725302024-03-23T11:21:41.221-07:00Baring it All! - Going Bald for Cancer Research UKWhat would you give to see me lose all my long hair?Annelisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18404801255562567591noreply@blogger.comBlogger54125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36172530.post-58555664562721029792007-06-05T16:17:00.000-07:002008-11-12T22:14:05.083-08:00Dona Nobis Pacem 2007<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheZSaPNjgw8hYH6uR4JkESLAcKaN1LhP-UpPd4u2GI6tqZUjd7GitpBD8Dm0uC-6N5hXRWOX9T4DjiZzC7lX7i_7MopwG1XUuI9L7xUTXpuvfrfW8cpWUP1JuhYYxoPo4mYkJWUw/s1600/Dona+Nobis+Pacem+-+6th+June+-+birthday.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheZSaPNjgw8hYH6uR4JkESLAcKaN1LhP-UpPd4u2GI6tqZUjd7GitpBD8Dm0uC-6N5hXRWOX9T4DjiZzC7lX7i_7MopwG1XUuI9L7xUTXpuvfrfW8cpWUP1JuhYYxoPo4mYkJWUw/s1600/Dona+Nobis+Pacem+-+6th+June+-+birthday.JPG" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheZSaPNjgw8hYH6uR4JkESLAcKaN1LhP-UpPd4u2GI6tqZUjd7GitpBD8Dm0uC-6N5hXRWOX9T4DjiZzC7lX7i_7MopwG1XUuI9L7xUTXpuvfrfW8cpWUP1JuhYYxoPo4mYkJWUw/s1600-h/Dona+Nobis+Pacem+-+6th+June+-+birthday.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheZSaPNjgw8hYH6uR4JkESLAcKaN1LhP-UpPd4u2GI6tqZUjd7GitpBD8Dm0uC-6N5hXRWOX9T4DjiZzC7lX7i_7MopwG1XUuI9L7xUTXpuvfrfW8cpWUP1JuhYYxoPo4mYkJWUw/s1600-h/Dona+Nobis+Pacem+-+6th+June+-+birthday.JPG" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3fnorhc3ll4_RUBrYGf00svOteMoNGtErImQEtbJlPU4UnJAdXF1EGUU_cBzg2ChuLeZpS0OoeUkgk4QMIrVU9fGRvdN6MUkN8dY1x7gX0DaC37LrOgEmO_2dw4OvMZAoLY9_uA/s1600-h/Dona+Nobis+Pacem+-+6th+June+-+birthday.JPG"><br /></a>Annelisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18404801255562567591noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36172530.post-2541967592290458452007-01-01T07:37:00.001-08:002008-11-12T22:14:05.332-08:00Finally - The video!!!<object height="350" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KBiXZ86LGKI"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KBiXZ86LGKI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="350" width="425"></embed></object><br /><br />If you click on it, and go to <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KBiXZ86LGKI">YouTube</a>, you can see it full screen :-D<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBWZHousw6ATwwX3p5d4I5ClXRa-2z3SQUtJgoCMWM4eiXMvWn7OaH_gYvWa5H8YipW4IH1odWxIV3HElHoYIeAK63v1JxL8iuLqE0Lll3e6Wk3MkHPgyd2ou1gdLm7ZXnbMu6/s1600-h/DSCF4673.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBWZHousw6ATwwX3p5d4I5ClXRa-2z3SQUtJgoCMWM4eiXMvWn7OaH_gYvWa5H8YipW4IH1odWxIV3HElHoYIeAK63v1JxL8iuLqE0Lll3e6Wk3MkHPgyd2ou1gdLm7ZXnbMu6/s400/DSCF4673.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018976040712871026" border="0" /></a><br />This is Julia and I on my birthday, not so very long ago... we went out to an Italien restaurant like this (and nearly didn't get in! :-) )<br /><br />Sorry - we were having so much fun trying on wigs and hats that we forgot to get a picture of us both bald together!!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzYe7obgF0wF5guKSP-6veqnntxZlfq0B94LFmyoEnZT-aqy0ytxxOkathYXHfK1omGTuz1uLADcuGpVQnh9meVIOvOtHg2RQuOCYshA5hiSYr9ElLR4bGJ3e2SLKezYtHqqky/s1600-h/DSCF4677.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzYe7obgF0wF5guKSP-6veqnntxZlfq0B94LFmyoEnZT-aqy0ytxxOkathYXHfK1omGTuz1uLADcuGpVQnh9meVIOvOtHg2RQuOCYshA5hiSYr9ElLR4bGJ3e2SLKezYtHqqky/s400/DSCF4677.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018976045007838338" border="0" /></a>Annelisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18404801255562567591noreply@blogger.com32tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36172530.post-66626592602585638522006-12-27T08:23:00.000-08:002007-01-02T03:09:41.957-08:00Wigs and hatsOk, I'm going to do a fresh post for this. I managed to get the video onto a cd at someone else's house, got home and put the disc into my rubbishy old computer, and it won't recognise it! :-(<br /><br />I'm still trying, and am really half way there. Now, all I have to do is find somewhere to play the cd, so I can edit it and put it on Utube. Won't be long now, hopefully.<br /><br />But, in the meantime, I thought I'd put all the pics of hats and wigs (and there are a few... :-) ) I've modelled for your amusement, onto a slide show.... so, here it is:<br /><br /><div><embed src="http://widget-42.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bl&il=1&channel=288230376153533762&site=widget-42.slide.com" name="flashticker" align="middle" height="375" width="400"><div style="width: 400px; text-align: left;"><a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?id=288230376153533762&cy=bl&amp;amp;tt=0&at=0&map=1" target="_blank"><img src="http://widget-42.slide.com/p1/288230376153533762/bl_t000_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide1.gif" ismap="ismap" border="0" /></a> <a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?id=288230376153533762&cy=bl&amp;amp;tt=0&at=0&map=2" target="_blank"><img src="http://widget-42.slide.com/p2/288230376153533762/bl_t000_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide2.gif" ismap="ismap" border="0" /></embed></a></div></div>Annelisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18404801255562567591noreply@blogger.com16tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36172530.post-76137174269768031592006-12-20T10:46:00.000-08:002008-11-12T22:14:06.857-08:00The Head Shave!!!<span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"><span style="font-weight: bold;">update (23 Dec 2006):<br />Ok, found out that connection that looks like a usb is a firewire, often used for transferring videos, which I don't have on my poor old scrubby pc. However, having spoken to my sister, it might be possible to put the video cartridge another camcorder, and transfer it to the pc that way. If worst comes to worst, and I can't find anyone beforehand, I might be able to do it after Christmas, when my sister comes a-visiting.<br />Really sorry for the delay!<br /></span></span><br /><div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: bold;">update (21 Dec 2006):</span><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Sorry guys- I've just had the video out, and realise I have the wrong connections on my computer for putting it up here - I'm going to have to get some advice on this, and it may take a while. I'll get the video up as soon as I know how to do it... It's worth waiting for - the atmosphere in the hall was brilliant!!</span></span><br /></div><span style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span><br /><br />I'm afraid you'll have to wait until tomorrow for the video - Got to get it first on the pc, then onto Utube (and they take a while to OK it!), but until then, here's some pics to go on with! :-D<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiN7PyLs_B3FyE5-ABwLzmNQWsJOiAokAZBw2vp14VB0LVMK4ECfpZz9AguXXnOxEWrXLx9nsQ31raxJFtBu3f9Ds4GrqNOf3SMK1KS24u7sZbGVc-xVkxGCn57W9e1cpmxii5y/s1600-h/1+-+Going+on+stage.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiN7PyLs_B3FyE5-ABwLzmNQWsJOiAokAZBw2vp14VB0LVMK4ECfpZz9AguXXnOxEWrXLx9nsQ31raxJFtBu3f9Ds4GrqNOf3SMK1KS24u7sZbGVc-xVkxGCn57W9e1cpmxii5y/s400/1+-+Going+on+stage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010684798911335874" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Going on Stage - the Evil teacher takes a hostage<br />and is going to shave her head as punishment<br /><br /><br /></span></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvccMW1_C520pZnQS8ExOFf9N1TRkvaiw-lbmQqN3wNlyCXv51iC-m5L2OhfobFG9HE3vqHOco2G5V2wPHKBiXTIajM5yZyYv3BleA0dmYyB1yS1GKNCXXBQ5S88P1C_H7Ppek/s1600-h/2+-+starting+the+shave.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvccMW1_C520pZnQS8ExOFf9N1TRkvaiw-lbmQqN3wNlyCXv51iC-m5L2OhfobFG9HE3vqHOco2G5V2wPHKBiXTIajM5yZyYv3BleA0dmYyB1yS1GKNCXXBQ5S88P1C_H7Ppek/s400/2+-+starting+the+shave.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010684807501270482" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">An wicked cackle fills the air, as the teacher </span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">takes the clippers to the hostage's head<br /><br /><br /><br /></span></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiH2prypoJ_HwvsJN92CAOHZqJH7r2XQXGdFby1YH14pOw53sa1c6gjwOK6MClVajWS76byMK_Z3Q1cFm2UHjIw8GFqOcdAFfvUVrmh4jNAkTYHmNU5Tv4FCqv5pU67gW_x_L_/s1600-h/3.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiH2prypoJ_HwvsJN92CAOHZqJH7r2XQXGdFby1YH14pOw53sa1c6gjwOK6MClVajWS76byMK_Z3Q1cFm2UHjIw8GFqOcdAFfvUVrmh4jNAkTYHmNU5Tv4FCqv5pU67gW_x_L_/s400/3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010685760984010210" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Here it goes...<br />and the minions sweep the floor,<br />not daring to leave any evidence<br /><br /><br /><br /></span></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi48vIEZyhVfFj6CtwehLZP3q6jH9aIq1hyphenhyphenBO0eDpL8BO1J2bbPPeWHU2l-b0R576hkubi666AGKVLq8Nfop1Q3jw1Q8ZZFFyxX0uyFSF-TZt7HaP5WrVYop6dL8W0EAY2nVAOs/s1600-h/4.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi48vIEZyhVfFj6CtwehLZP3q6jH9aIq1hyphenhyphenBO0eDpL8BO1J2bbPPeWHU2l-b0R576hkubi666AGKVLq8Nfop1Q3jw1Q8ZZFFyxX0uyFSF-TZt7HaP5WrVYop6dL8W0EAY2nVAOs/s400/4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010685769573944818" border="0" /></a><br />Head back to get to grips with the scalp<br /><br /><br /><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2GlSAoOMGqjVjTsqLHfP3-hDcp19-PwlxFG5ITLYNtjG9Tw7A0MpgjrfTgRAxZQm8K4sd5GrsTc1hGTVGHusXKb2ST3r0XXhLI397etfoLfU6eXZmy9rO8ZD-djH64Y8KkFfw/s1600-h/5.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2GlSAoOMGqjVjTsqLHfP3-hDcp19-PwlxFG5ITLYNtjG9Tw7A0MpgjrfTgRAxZQm8K4sd5GrsTc1hGTVGHusXKb2ST3r0XXhLI397etfoLfU6eXZmy9rO8ZD-djH64Y8KkFfw/s400/5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010687539100470786" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">The shorn-off hair is thrown onto the hostage's lap<br /><br /><br /></span></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDym9lBQuC59TD8VBNDAldhcZG-SAjSnpDxYndW-4ZfNi9Sn8nCIChJzgIv_sB_q_lc-GYSTKHNz8WFk8ypLdfK4FPPfuqMTFLcoKv4UFyf1BjmWTLSHXozKVOXoKvKSq-gIu6/s1600-h/6.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDym9lBQuC59TD8VBNDAldhcZG-SAjSnpDxYndW-4ZfNi9Sn8nCIChJzgIv_sB_q_lc-GYSTKHNz8WFk8ypLdfK4FPPfuqMTFLcoKv4UFyf1BjmWTLSHXozKVOXoKvKSq-gIu6/s400/6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010687547690405394" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Only one last bit...<br /><br /><br /></span></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQ84Ex13VHWiK90ZDivCT67bmZwqBicd0uk_ddGi1hfSnkERTK919Xc3J00JyiRrYrCIw0Trocs-_mJUgSrxrRmNWRuAEmldTgLB_5lTFFj91W9Bph612AcOk0RBCKI1iRQH2X/s1600-h/Copy+of+7+-+nearly+done.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQ84Ex13VHWiK90ZDivCT67bmZwqBicd0uk_ddGi1hfSnkERTK919Xc3J00JyiRrYrCIw0Trocs-_mJUgSrxrRmNWRuAEmldTgLB_5lTFFj91W9Bph612AcOk0RBCKI1iRQH2X/s400/Copy+of+7+-+nearly+done.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010687556280340002" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">That's about it!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></span></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-Aou_MY_H-a4i2zW_qZI4d4nu6g-9MzWzu1REzHzSaua6SfnG7yPEsrkQAMvgouDyhf2huMkzv8te8nyS3MCRweuDkUQVHXGgoV4roYuVr5ctsO7WyZOyqKkb9RYYorx64J6z/s1600-h/8+-+And+here+it+all+is%21.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-Aou_MY_H-a4i2zW_qZI4d4nu6g-9MzWzu1REzHzSaua6SfnG7yPEsrkQAMvgouDyhf2huMkzv8te8nyS3MCRweuDkUQVHXGgoV4roYuVr5ctsO7WyZOyqKkb9RYYorx64J6z/s400/8+-+And+here+it+all+is%21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010688965029613106" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">No, Oh No! Put my hair back on my head!!!<br /><br /><br /></span></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcWYwbpBN8_1SGOESH9nIOyTJ3L8H11KeY2XlNAsiokfPGTGuEYy5ylteqLbD91DpDD3c8yhksZ4EaGQMGRO9a3dP9B_dd8xKpzSRXy_knKueiMuLvxZv_B-veQ8XDmf3pAOZX/s1600-h/9+-+That%27s+it+-+finished%21.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcWYwbpBN8_1SGOESH9nIOyTJ3L8H11KeY2XlNAsiokfPGTGuEYy5ylteqLbD91DpDD3c8yhksZ4EaGQMGRO9a3dP9B_dd8xKpzSRXy_knKueiMuLvxZv_B-veQ8XDmf3pAOZX/s400/9+-+That%27s+it+-+finished%21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010688977914515010" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Yahay! It's all over! Let me outta here!<br /><br /><br /></span></div><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_d8YE1fhm7_ElNm1ZHBEh9dzgJ0um7MywdznBUHDLea4e678LCMn2nA67MnpSzi1W9ktVVCyxmo7h8XYQPJWsdjP8zz2B2wCRnyvGwUOxag7Ny5R8kDWIHQjqoF0UlB51y7X4/s1600-h/The+evil+teacher+and+the+poor+hostage%21.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_d8YE1fhm7_ElNm1ZHBEh9dzgJ0um7MywdznBUHDLea4e678LCMn2nA67MnpSzi1W9ktVVCyxmo7h8XYQPJWsdjP8zz2B2wCRnyvGwUOxag7Ny5R8kDWIHQjqoF0UlB51y7X4/s400/The+evil+teacher+and+the+poor+hostage%21.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010694058860826194" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic;">The Evil teacher (Heta Lumsden) and the tortured hostage<br /><br /><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;"></span></div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkxbo9YDkUidZ3PsQygLyS4gy-oUSCFOvFYJFNguPh197QiunR1aNKTmO9aiHyp5eOmc_o0Wp-Eub3UL5b-uXhWuTiO8zhdzLbaodtlGe0yG_9nT43-2Z_pWwTRKyM-YVy2AED/s1600-h/Mickey+Mouse+Santa.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkxbo9YDkUidZ3PsQygLyS4gy-oUSCFOvFYJFNguPh197QiunR1aNKTmO9aiHyp5eOmc_o0Wp-Eub3UL5b-uXhWuTiO8zhdzLbaodtlGe0yG_9nT43-2Z_pWwTRKyM-YVy2AED/s400/Mickey+Mouse+Santa.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010694063155793538" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Wearing the Mickey Mouse Santa hat - oops, no one told me it was on crooked!<br /><br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;">More thanks? Yup.<br /><br /><br />This time not for financial support. I have some thanks to give for moral and emotional support....<br /><br /><br />First to my friend and colleague, Pip Brett, who fanned the initial enthusiasm from a little spark into the full blown fire. She's had to put up with my rantings, my frantics, my bouncing ideas off her (she has the classroom next to my prep room, so there was no escape), and also, we have Pip to thank for standing throughout the head-shave itself, and taking all the photos (else we'd have <span style="font-style: italic;">nothing </span>to look at just now, whilst I'm waiting to sort out the videos!!)<br /><br /><br />Also, to my other workmates - Liz, Karen and Lynne for being so darned patient with me, and boosting me up when I thought no-one was going to sponsor me :-) They also had to put up with a lot of erratisism in the last month... and they put up with me magnanimously! That goes for Iain too, who has the classroom on the other side to me...<br /><br /><br />And thanks also to my sister, Helen, who had to pull me out of the doldrums when I started to doubt whether I could make a difference, and for checking up my blog virtually every day giving me moral support. It helped!<br /><br />And thanks to everyone who's visited here regularly over the last couple of months (you know who you are :-D ), leaving messages to let me know I wasn't doing this alone - especially when I was ill, and had little contact with anyone else - you saved my sanity!<br /><br />And thanks to everyone else, who either came up with ideas, or pushed me a little further, or encouraged me to speak out in front of assemblies (not something I'm a natural at!) and for those who took initiative to make collections on their own - you were all fantastic.<br /><br />But best of all are my kids!!! (how could they <span style="font-style: italic;">not </span>be!!?!). I was really worried about their reaction to my being bald, and not only being bald, but doing the shave in front of the whole school where they attended. They might have been embarrassed. They might not have wanted me to do it. That would have put me in a right old quandry, because their feelings come tops. They not only encouraged me - they teased me; they wanted to know how I was doing, they encouraged their friends, they got involved, and donated their small change pocket money. In fact, they were brilliant! And they have continued to be afterwards. They had a laugh over my bald head, tried on my wigs and continued to check how the fundraising's going!<br /><br />I also want to thank Mrs Edmonds for allowing me to carry out the fundraising and event in the school.<br /><br />I'm sure there's more I haven't mentioned yet, so I'll say a big thank you to everyone!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span><br /></div><span style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span></div>Annelisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18404801255562567591noreply@blogger.com27tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36172530.post-83910185694286297892006-12-19T16:02:00.000-08:002006-12-19T16:24:46.363-08:001 day... Bald-EveOk, only going to say a couple of words...<br /><br />yoikes!<br /><br />Yoikes again!<br /><br />(Anyone got a place to hide?????)<br /><br />Going for a run in a few hours, to wear of some of the nervous energy. It's not just nervousness though. There's an excitement to it too... In less than 15 hours my hair will be whipped off my head - by drama teacher, Heta Lumsden (who was the only person brave enough to agree to do it in the end).... It will be a new era. You have <span style="font-style: italic;">no </span>idea!<br /><br />I'm already thinking differently. Like a person who has no hair, whose hair no longer dictates who I am. I'm even considering keeping no hair... because I'm realising I'm more than just my image. I'm more than a hairstyle, or face make-up. I am me. An inner me. Not just the me I project to the world. And I kinda like that me, and in that realisation can bear the thought of having myself exposed in the most dramatic, but baring way...<br /><br />There's part of me that's scared of getting all emotional, and bursting into tears on stage. But there's also part of me that wants to shout out "It's just hair! It's not me!"<br /><br />But, I also know I'm doing it out of choice, and it's not permenent. It will grow back (if I choose to let it).... although I'm hearing from a lot of people that it might grow back completely different than it is now. Some say it will grow back thickly, some say curly, some say it will be all grey, some say it will be soft... Well, whatever.... it is for me to find out. I'll let you know :-D<br /><br />More than that, I know I'm shaving my head of all it's 73cm of hair for a very very good cause! If there isn't research, then what hope for the future? We all made a contribution... and we all hope that there will be a future where cancer doesn't rule our lives and deaths. I hope and pray that cures for all the different types of cancer will be found in the not too distant future, and that anyone who has cancer today might be helped by those discoveries. I hope, also, that there is a future for our children where the word 'cancer' doesn't strike up any more fear than the common cold - wouldn't that be cool? A world where you can go to the doctor with cancer, and (s)he would prescribe a medicine that would just reduce it within a week? Or, even better, where you could be vaccinated against it as any other illness...<br /><br />The next post I do will be after the deed tomorrow - Wednesday- or rather, later today!!!<br /><br />I hope to have pictures. I hope to have a video. I'll see what I can do. I know there's a lot of people who won't be able to be there. Hopefully, you can see what happens... I'll do my best, OK?<br /><br />Thank you everyone who's made this possible.<br /><br />and thank you everyone for supporting me.<br /><br />I hope we've made a difference - I'm sure we have!!Annelisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18404801255562567591noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36172530.post-59474733266357921632006-12-18T23:54:00.000-08:002008-11-12T22:14:07.387-08:002 days - Wow!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLqmhKDgY3LC7BY7mgYbK_WrwznhkKLHr4ba0kRIThjVrSEDIxZcDkuTTKXn1WeoyaVlSnfVQP2Zo-uULRM24PkDtPRInbVbmJ4YBwFpoHRnj5rGUxJn1mLGmeRepLXtxUrbYU/s1600-h/donations+17th+Dec.bmp"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLqmhKDgY3LC7BY7mgYbK_WrwznhkKLHr4ba0kRIThjVrSEDIxZcDkuTTKXn1WeoyaVlSnfVQP2Zo-uULRM24PkDtPRInbVbmJ4YBwFpoHRnj5rGUxJn1mLGmeRepLXtxUrbYU/s400/donations+17th+Dec.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010145862120066370" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKjh0eN_ibL3AenVLdrpY4eB21kY-P7QIdF6mKBaMf17y-_8tg6uli9tRnHbsFKnFRzhyphenhyphenhurbdNp8ypkBNSkgp05LmEJmcLWhTNK4VsQ-aw1n7cs1qW0IPi00p1LM8eId17sUk/s1600-h/thermometer+17th+Dec.bmp"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKjh0eN_ibL3AenVLdrpY4eB21kY-P7QIdF6mKBaMf17y-_8tg6uli9tRnHbsFKnFRzhyphenhyphenhurbdNp8ypkBNSkgp05LmEJmcLWhTNK4VsQ-aw1n7cs1qW0IPi00p1LM8eId17sUk/s400/thermometer+17th+Dec.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010145050371247410" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" >Fanfares a trumpeting!</span> <br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;">da-da-da-da-daaaa!</span><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:180%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br />We've surpassed the target!</span><br /><br /></span> <span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Thank you to everyone who'd donated </span> <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">or otherwise supported me!<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">Over £1000 - thanks to the generosity of people like you!<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">My hair's coming off on Wednesday...<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);">Watch this space for pictures </span> <span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);">(and hopefully a video!)<br /></span></span></span></span></span><br /></div>Annelisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18404801255562567591noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36172530.post-6404193655377809312006-12-17T08:29:00.000-08:002008-11-12T22:14:08.583-08:003 days - hair down......ready to go!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0YtCCyWfwkBBNilBbKDeOfS6dV660-VUdg4O2YF2bs0eEjtlmxllFgYcgFLrCxTv-EblMsNyOmlEgi5OrshAh3GCN9NPPi5WpobC6fOZieKpbTUbYM0TVoZBNFysGrR2B_tbs/s1600-h/hair+down+-+2.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0YtCCyWfwkBBNilBbKDeOfS6dV660-VUdg4O2YF2bs0eEjtlmxllFgYcgFLrCxTv-EblMsNyOmlEgi5OrshAh3GCN9NPPi5WpobC6fOZieKpbTUbYM0TVoZBNFysGrR2B_tbs/s400/hair+down+-+2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009534224417377378" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Only 3 days to go... so my hair's come down again, ready to go :-)<br /><br />My friend, Julia, came over yesterday, and we went back to a few places we used to build camps and stuff. It was really weird to see our old haunts - especially the place we built a huge stick and fern village, cutting steps into all the surrounding slopes, and scrumping apples from the nearby orchard... We spent a whole summer at this one!<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMB_GJiT4G38kKZJiCPm2gUONjB5AUPYz0JxCTb4RNRV3Hzc6GC-XPC7xcfxa0MLERen1O2-MHOjBgHs6u3rE04GwK4TQmgHqNZ83LpiF2OTtTXhy5svha6x9tRLFMFEPP_6aC/s1600-h/woods1.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMB_GJiT4G38kKZJiCPm2gUONjB5AUPYz0JxCTb4RNRV3Hzc6GC-XPC7xcfxa0MLERen1O2-MHOjBgHs6u3rE04GwK4TQmgHqNZ83LpiF2OTtTXhy5svha6x9tRLFMFEPP_6aC/s400/woods1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009538270276570226" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Across fields...<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiORss1rpcNiSxo0o2TnZ1UANFZxHM62_HkCU8yYuqVwnFJsKadI6VoeMu85HFkod6Pb00Q_7ABub1Z2EKtk2hY6b1Z_Q6yCwOKbMH8fFragwtazVFYhzJRNQ81Tj6uNeFCLMMU/s1600-h/DSCF4053.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiORss1rpcNiSxo0o2TnZ1UANFZxHM62_HkCU8yYuqVwnFJsKadI6VoeMu85HFkod6Pb00Q_7ABub1Z2EKtk2hY6b1Z_Q6yCwOKbMH8fFragwtazVFYhzJRNQ81Tj6uNeFCLMMU/s400/DSCF4053.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009545709159926914" border="0" /></a><br />...over gates...<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCQTXBUIXZ_FNdAmFl6413zcAkuVCJ85Yhr5GS4y_z8mN0Y6wQnOUmsFCx8TXrfe6Tx2pqcstRGE5B35r9tR_nTEq2batEfFex_eSRhb6mO-hdrLXrFHxHVf086T9c4dheTkfr/s1600-h/woods2.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCQTXBUIXZ_FNdAmFl6413zcAkuVCJ85Yhr5GS4y_z8mN0Y6wQnOUmsFCx8TXrfe6Tx2pqcstRGE5B35r9tR_nTEq2batEfFex_eSRhb6mO-hdrLXrFHxHVf086T9c4dheTkfr/s400/woods2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009545713454894226" border="0" /></a><br /><br />We just had such a lot of fun exploring and remembering. And it was the perfect visit for the perfect time.<br /><br />Afterwards we had a cuppa, and Julia took off her hat, revealing her baldy head. We had a little laugh over the fact I'd also be bald in a few days... and the afternoon reminded me exactly why I was doing this.<br /><br />I'm going to stand side by side with my friend, bald as a baby, in the not too distant future... £1000 is going to Cancer Research UK... and I've learned a lot through the experience.<br /><br />Just before Christmas (21st December I believe) Julia gets the results of the latest scans to find out how the chemo's going - Good luck my friend!!<br /><br /><br />By the way, it's not too late to donate - it all goes to Cancer Research UK !! The website is at<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.justgiving.blogspot.com/baringitall"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:180%;" > JUST GIVING</span></a><br /><br /><br /><br /></div>Annelisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18404801255562567591noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36172530.post-53079764736931248472006-12-16T01:49:00.000-08:002008-11-12T22:14:09.038-08:004 days - Temperature's Red Hot!!!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJNNjEiwYSugN48HI8iNDKeEj3K0bXi6TlgScjm_TKB-95RaV6vVuexdAXOltHEfVAvJd7laB2cB6Q6sEh0wOpKNYL-o0X0UKYxZRSzh3RLdW03nm7vgTR5zrdmgCcC4ErlXMU/s1600-h/donations+16.12.06.bmp"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJNNjEiwYSugN48HI8iNDKeEj3K0bXi6TlgScjm_TKB-95RaV6vVuexdAXOltHEfVAvJd7laB2cB6Q6sEh0wOpKNYL-o0X0UKYxZRSzh3RLdW03nm7vgTR5zrdmgCcC4ErlXMU/s400/donations+16.12.06.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009059742200319026" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGT0WLttia0UWqBbEDYyRC8SUYreZ98HLbYlkeZAhSpSaINRCjHqTl9xXq7nFT29COnXxs07a9M1NZEfZTP5v8Xot6mvmr3patQcDLuunJhxfbYZRj0hDvDCeSPW33G8vKDhjo/s1600-h/thermometer+16.12.06.bmp"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGT0WLttia0UWqBbEDYyRC8SUYreZ98HLbYlkeZAhSpSaINRCjHqTl9xXq7nFT29COnXxs07a9M1NZEfZTP5v8Xot6mvmr3patQcDLuunJhxfbYZRj0hDvDCeSPW33G8vKDhjo/s400/thermometer+16.12.06.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009059742200319042" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Oh My God!!!<br /><br />Just looked at the total, and We're nearly there - only £40 to go!!! This is fantastic! Amazing! Stupendous! and many more superlatives!<br /><br />I have no doubt we'll hit the target whatsoever- I know of another couple of donations that have been offered, and my nephew and son tell me there's been some few from 6th formers too! And if what they say is right -<br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"> <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" >WE'VE HIT THE TARGET!!!!</span><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;">Yahaaaaaay!!! Hurrah!!! Yipeeee!!! </span></span><br /></div>Annelisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18404801255562567591noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36172530.post-19614557364376336992006-12-15T02:28:00.000-08:002006-12-15T02:40:48.063-08:005 days - - - - - - !!!<span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;">You may have noticed I've not been posting so much.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;">I reckon I'm a bit overwhelmed by it all actually....</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;">Yesterday, I was in the staffroom, and saying to my workmates I'm close - very close! Only another hundred and something more....</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;">Four people immediately said they hadn't put their sponsor up, and went to the form and wrote it on!!! I have to admit, a teeny weeny tear welled up in me, for all the generosity of people!!!</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;">Karen and Lynne and Liz - a big part of their contribution is as a christmas present to the rest of us technicians... this year (I think I've mentioned this before) instead of pressies to each other, it was agreed the money that would have been used would go into my fundraising - So thank you so much for that! That was a very generous and appreciated thing to do!</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;">There are too many people to name everyone in the post, but I'd just like to draw people's attention to all the names in the sidebar - this isn't everyone who's contributed - just the ones I've got the names of.... Without them, the target would not be reached. </span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;">I want to say a special thank you to all the students in the school who've made contributions. I am well aware that many of you have donated your last few pence, or your sweet money, and in some cases larger amounts. I appreciate that more than you can know. I'm well aware how much this is for you - when you don't have a lot, it is a lot more!!! So, a big thank you to you!</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;">(and by the way, if you're going to come along on Wednesday - I think it's fair to say that we'll reach the target now!- bring along any other cash you'd like to donate and put it in the collecting boxes on the day!!! We might even just zip passed the target! :-D )</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;">I have to go Christmas shopping now, but I'll try and write again soon!</span>Annelisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18404801255562567591noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36172530.post-1166018022299419232006-12-13T05:39:00.000-08:002006-12-13T05:54:46.223-08:007 days - 1 week today!!!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2583/4010/1600/636255/thermometer%2013th%20dec.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2583/4010/320/999409/thermometer%2013th%20dec.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2583/4010/1600/905309/donations%2013th%20dec.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2583/4010/400/295133/donations%2013th%20dec.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Well, anyone who's been to <a href="http://justgiving.com/baringitall"><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;">Just Giving</span></a> lately, and looked at my page, will see the thermometer's showing a rising temperature! Thing's are hotting up!!!<br /><br />And, you might also note the day of the week is Wednesday. In exactly one week from now, I will be losing my mop (I'm convinced that the target of £1000 will be reached if we carry on the way we're going!)<br /><br />Did I say before? I've talked with the IT technician aat school, and seems I'll be able to get the deed videoed, so as soon as possible afterwards I'll get it on Utube, and all the lovely people who've sponsored me, but can't actually be there, will get to have a ganders!!! (says me, quivering in me boots.....)<br /><br />Photos will hopefully be up before I even leave the school....<br /><br />Here's a picture of me from a physics teacher's slide show, which he's said I can have....as a momento of my hair :-D<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2583/4010/1600/797747/Looking%20down%20a%20tunnel.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2583/4010/400/839330/Looking%20down%20a%20tunnel.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>Annelisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18404801255562567591noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36172530.post-1165710378815814392006-12-09T16:22:00.000-08:002006-12-09T16:28:45.103-08:0011 days - A quick thank you!I'm a bit busy today, but just wanted to say a special thank you to my third cousin, Tony Smith, who sponsored me unexpectedly, and very generously, yesterday!<br /><br />We've only met through the internet about a year ago, and have never met personally - but we apparently share the same gypsy blood! :-)Annelisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18404801255562567591noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36172530.post-1165531468851560202006-12-07T14:35:00.000-08:002006-12-08T02:54:18.443-08:0012 days - (12 days??!!!)<span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2583/4010/1600/916136/8%20Dec%20donatations.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2583/4010/400/384588/8%20Dec%20donatations.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Yesterday evening Tawny Owl, leader of my daughter's Brownie pack, asked me if I would go in at the beginning of Brownies, and have my hair measured - they'd been talking about what I'd been doing... They measured it to be <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">73 cm</span>! That's nearly <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">two and a half feet</span>! Even I didn't think it was quite <em>that</em> long!!<br /><br />And what a lovely surprise I had when I went to fetch my daughter at the end of the session - they had decided that the way to sponsor me was by donating 50p per centimeter, handing me a cheque for <strong><span style="font-size:130%;">£37</span></strong>!!! Thank you so, so much 1st Wadhurst Brownies - You're all wonderful (especially you, Sally!) Tawny then also filled in my sponsor form, so I could get the tax on it reclaimed (which will be another £8-£9... not to be sneezed at!)<br /><br />Then, whilst I was there, another lovely lady, Eileen Hemsley, also said she would sponsor me. Thankyou Eileen - it all helps!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2583/4010/1600/366/8th%20dec%20thermometer.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2583/4010/400/844738/8th%20dec%20thermometer.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>Annelisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18404801255562567591noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36172530.post-1165493520354593052006-12-07T03:51:00.000-08:002006-12-08T02:37:56.603-08:0013 days - final countdown<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.subversiveinfluence.com/images/blogposts/presents-tree.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.subversiveinfluence.com/images/blogposts/presents-tree.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="text-decoration: underline;"><br /><br /></span><br />My fellow science technicians and myself have agreed between us to put what we would have spent on pressies for each other into the funds - So, big thanks to Liz, Karen and Lynne!!! (I put my contribution on today - the £15 becoming £19.23 with the tax relaimed! Liz wrote hers onto the sponsor form along with a seperate personal sponsorship (thanks Liz!) and Lynne and Karen have said they'll do theirs online.... Which will be another £38 +<br /><br />Also, today, <span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"><strong>Natalie</strong></span> brought in the funds she'd collected from around Ticehurst and her family <span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">with her sister,</span><strong> Donna (?)</strong></span> - another £55.07 - Excellent contribution and very well done Natalie - A huge thank you to you!!!<br /><br />I also checked the sponsor form in the sports center - that's up to nearly £20 now - thanks to the staff and people passing through.<br /><br />Thanks also to my sister, Karen, who's given a generous donation today.<br /><br />I've added the above to the funds so far, and this brings the total to about £690... with promises of more to come...<br /><br />(and also, I haven't yet added any tax that might be regained from the sponsor forms... I'm hoping to persuade a few more people to tick the box)<br /><br />Getting there... step by step...Annelisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18404801255562567591noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36172530.post-1165461222471807262006-12-06T19:04:00.000-08:002006-12-06T19:50:32.736-08:0014 days - Officially over half way!!Ooo, I must've been asked half a dozen times about my hair being shaved off today, and with it brought mixed feelings.<br />Yes, I love my hair (sometimes :-D ), and yes, I <span style="font-style: italic;">will </span>shave it off in front of the school, and yes, I am a bit nervous, but no I won't back out (oh er, if the target's <span style="font-style: italic;">reached</span>, of course!)<br /><br />I was over at the main staff room today, and a teacher said to check out one of the offices, as there was something for me there. When I went there, 3 largely stuffed envelopes were brought out and given to me... 3 envelopes full of coins the kids have collected themselves from each other - £43.22!!! Nice going kids! And a big thank you to all who collected, and all who donated - you're wonderful!<br /><br />A Big, special well done in particular to these Stars: <span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-weight: bold;"><br />Peter</span>, <span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;">David</span> and <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);">TJ</span>, who collected one Friday lunchtime<br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);">Dion Baker<span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">, </span>Matt Jordon </span><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">&</span></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"> </span>Amber King</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">, </span></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">who collected one Friday break time<br />and <span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);">whoever it was</span> who collected last (?) Monday lunchtime and in afternoon registration period<br /><br /></span></span>While I was in this office, the visiting school nurse, hearing what I am going to do, immediately dug into her purse and made a contribution too! What a lovely gesture!<br /><br />3 more people have signed up on the staffroom sponsor form - thanks guys! And a student has actually put her name down in the 6th form Common room... again, thank you!<br /><br />So, all in all, I can add another £68.22 to that collected! Getting there, everyone! :-DAnnelisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18404801255562567591noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36172530.post-1165186850833118362006-12-03T14:30:00.000-08:002006-12-03T15:17:32.053-08:0017 days... on your marks... get set...<span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2583/4010/1600/137000/DSCF0085.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2583/4010/400/624071/DSCF0085.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />ha ha!<br /><br />Not exacty running :-)<br /><br />Though I <span style="font-style: italic;">was </span>this morning...<br /><br />Last night I was watching a film (something about a monkey) with my youngest, and fell asleep half way through. I have a vague recollection of her climbing off my bed and saying goodnight.... and then nothing until the morning! I woke up to the sound of wind blustering hard, and things knocking around outside, and wondered briefly if the cover of the swing seat was still there [how many times have I thought to take that in???!!]<br /><br />Bleary -eyed, I wander downstairs to get a cuppa to take back to bed, only to see the front door wide open...<br /><br />First thought was the dogs. I call the dogs...<br /><br />Nothing.<br /><br />I call the kids....<br /><br />Nothing.<br /><br />I run upstairs to check the kids. They're there (thank goodness! :-) ), but no dogs. Damn! The Jack Russel's been trouble from the word <span style="font-weight: bold;">'go!'<span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /><br /></span></span>The whole reason I took him on in the <span style="font-style: italic;">first </span>place was because he could jump my sister's 6 foot fence (and frequently did!) and he could get through a crack between the gate and it's post that I couldn't stick my fingers through (and no, I haven't got gi-normous hands!!! )<br /><br />So, round the back, I have a special fence that alerts him if he gets too close. He's only run over it a couple of times, and is normally pretty good.... but the number of times I've had to run down the road in my slippers to catch the little bugger when he's escaped out the front door (it only takes a moment to forget, and it only takes a moment for him to slip between the legs and out...), and the number of times one of the kids has run without shoes down the street to catch him before he creates havoc on the roads (or worse...). He has absolutely no road sense whatever!<br /><br />Back to this morning - the Jack was gone. But so was our other dog... good, faithful, well-behaved (normally!) and an absolute darling [ok, ok... we've had him since he was a puppy, and you can't <span style="font-style: italic;">help </span>being extra attached to a dog that's chewed up all your shoes, eaten the carpets, dug holes in the walls - all at my mum's I hasten to add :-D - and come through it the other side as completely adorable!]. I called. I looked. I checked outside. Nope - little blighters had skipped it!<br /><br />I was just about to put on the wellies [well, I would've if I could find any that fit :-) ] and start the hunt. I'd done this before, spending hours hunting, only to have the Jack return when he was hungry. But, in the meantime you worry, and <span style="font-style: italic;">anything </span>could've happened, <span style="font-style: italic;">couldn</span>'<span style="font-style: italic;">t</span> it?<br /><br />Then I heard a beep. Could've been the house phone batteries running down. I was going to ignore it when I realised it could <span style="font-style: italic;">also </span>have been an alert from my mobile. So, hunt the phone time... I'd used it last night, when I got back from my sister's, so it <span style="font-style: italic;">had </span>to be around <span style="font-style: italic;">somewhere</span>!! The worst thing about the mobile is that there's no reception in the house. All <span style="font-style: italic;">around </span>the house, but not <span style="font-style: italic;">in</span> it... The third company I'd tried as well....<br /><br />Found the phone, and there were 6 (yes, <span style="font-style: italic;">six) </span>missed phonecalls!! How could it be that not one of them had got through?<br />And they were all from the same number - a mobile number. A lovely person called Carol (A huge THANK YOU!) had found my dogs. She'd been trying to reach me, and finally had to give up, and drop them off at a police station 10 miles away in Tunbridge Wells! And what's worse, was she was dropping them off on the way to work, and it was only 5.45am! Poor thing!<br /><br />So, rung the police, and found the station's not 'open' until 10am, but spoke to a very nice lady who took details and said she'd ring back. Finally, 10am arrives, and I go to fetch the dogs with youngest... Forgot about Christmas, didn't I?! Queues going way back... So, what should've taken 20 minutes, max, took an hour. Collecting the dogs wasn't too bad - we got to look about the hundred year old police station a wee bit, and see all the tiny old cells prisoners used to be kept in. The two dogs were joyful to see us - muddy paws all up our nice clean clothes (which happened to be wet on the backside anyway, because some idjut (ehm - me...) left the sun-roof open... and soon we were away home.<br /><br />So, the little critters took up most of the morning. And the rest of day's been spent catching up...<br /><br />Hopefully tomorrow will be a more fruitful day, in the way of things happening (or perhaps being a little <span style="font-style: italic;">less </span>eventful :-) ).<br /><br />(and maybe I'll even find someone else to sponsor me! :-) )<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span></span>Annelisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18404801255562567591noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36172530.post-1165008243508279772006-12-01T13:01:00.000-08:002006-12-01T13:26:19.816-08:0019 days...oh well...So, you know I said "Come Hell or High Water!" ? <br /><br />Well, <em>that </em>was a wash-0ut!<br /><br />I got up Thursday, dropped off various kid on route to work, and by the time I arrived, I already felt awful. By the time I'd said hello to my work-mates, all energy had sapped out of me... So, my lovely boss sent me home!<br /><br /><br />So, why didn't I write a post yesterday?<br /><br />Well, tell the truth, I didn't have a clue what to say. I looked at the stats, and saw most of my visitors are coming from the States, and not from my local area, where one might expect a bit of support. I don't know if it's a week of being ill, or whether it's just that nothing's been happening at all on the Just Giving site, or that I haven't been able to do anything myself, not being up to it an' all...<br />But, I just haven't got the inspiration to write anything.<br /><br />Maybe I need other peoples' input, their feedback, to keep me going? Or maybe I just need a kick up the backside to stop me moping (it isn't like me at all!)<br /><br />So, I'm going to leave it for today, and maybe I'll think of something tomorrow...<br /><br />If there's anyone reading this that lives nearby, please say "hello!" in the comments!Annelisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18404801255562567591noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36172530.post-1164798910372842642006-11-29T03:07:00.000-08:002006-11-29T04:00:34.613-08:0021 Days - you're kidding right? Just 3 weeks???<span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://neatshows.org.uk/clientimages/bluechick.gif"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://neatshows.org.uk/clientimages/bluechick.gif" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />I came to write something, thinking I have absolutely nothing to say today - I'm still queasy, and I've still got two kids at home, who I feel <span style="font-style: italic;">should've</span> recovered completely by now, but haven't! :-(<br /><br />However, writing the title, and seeing how long is left until the Big Bad Hair Day gave me a bit of a shock - Only three weeks? And, the <a href="http://www.justgiving.com/baringitall"><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;">Just Giving</span></a> thermometer hasn't moved the whole time I've been lying here! :-(<br /><br />So, according to that, I'm still under half way. I think I can rustle up a bit more support, but another £500? Darn, I'd better get out of my sick bed and do some serious canvassing!!!<br /><br />But, I've got no energy. Whatsoever.<br /><br />Ok, I'm going to give myself the rest of today to recover, and then, Hell or high water (where <span style="font-style: italic;">does </span>that expression come from?), I'm going to shift myself into action tomorrow - back to work and back to work on the fundraising!<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.caughtintimephotography.com/New_hellOr-HighWater_b_w.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.caughtintimephotography.com/New_hellOr-HighWater_b_w.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.dpchallenge.com/images_challenge/488/328520.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://images.dpchallenge.com/images_challenge/488/328520.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.lumberjackmordam.com/covers/0560021-2_200x200.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; float: right;" src="http://www.lumberjackmordam.com/covers/0560021-2_200x200.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.nosolorol.com/revista/6004HellorHighWater.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.nosolorol.com/revista/6004HellorHighWater.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bluestormmusic.com/store/images/allmanbros_hellhighwater.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://bluestormmusic.com/store/images/allmanbros_hellhighwater.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://nola.jksc.org/files/images/dnd5.preview.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://nola.jksc.org/files/images/dnd5.preview.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i14.ebayimg.com/04/i/04/e0/51/7c_2.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i14.ebayimg.com/04/i/04/e0/51/7c_2.JPG" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://image.com.com/mp3/images/cover/200/drg500/g529/g52950disp9.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://image.com.com/mp3/images/cover/200/drg500/g529/g52950disp9.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.schwartzbooks.com/mas_assets/full/1400151414.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.schwartzbooks.com/mas_assets/full/1400151414.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.strawnet.com/images/hell_high.gif"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.strawnet.com/images/hell_high.gif" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.overstock.com/f/102/3117/8h/www.overstock.com/images/products/muze/books/0465017614.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; float: right;" src="http://images.overstock.com/f/102/3117/8h/www.overstock.com/images/products/muze/books/0465017614.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>Annelisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18404801255562567591noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36172530.post-1164669503603736302006-11-27T14:48:00.000-08:002006-11-27T15:18:23.653-08:0023 Days - yeughk!Well, you might wonder where I've been hiding... Two of the kids have been ill over the weekend, and today it's gotten me :-(<br /><br />My hair, though in plaits, has not withstood lying down on it all day, and I'm just glad there's not a mirror where I'm sitting!!!<br /><br />I'll attempt to say something of value tomorrow, but just now I'm going to crawl back under the blanket, and bid you goodnight!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://www.bbc.co.uk/northyorkshire/content/images/2005/12/07/jack_with_his_head_in_the_s_400x300.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.bbc.co.uk/northyorkshire/content/images/2005/12/07/jack_with_his_head_in_the_s_400x300.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://www.johndee.com/pix/2003/apr14-9.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.johndee.com/pix/2003/apr14-9.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://images.google.co.uk/images?q=tbn:xzjbbMDKVEWL2M:http://barefootted.com/images/headinsand.jpg"></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://www.turnaroundpro.com/images/head-in-sand.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.turnaroundpro.com/images/head-in-sand.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://www.affordablehousinginstitute.org/blogs/us/head_in_sand_small.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.affordablehousinginstitute.org/blogs/us/head_in_sand_small.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://images.google.co.uk/images?q=tbn:7qZqk6P0lL"></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://images.google.co.uk/images?q=tbn:1GWBvXg2PkcQqM:http://www.athenamama.com/images/Pets_081006_01.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://images.google.co.uk/images?q=tbn:1GWBvXg2PkcQqM:http://www.athenamama.com/images/Pets_081006_01.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://images.google.co.uk/images?q=tbn:NgbD8J3h7BqHDM:http://www.cms.pentalk.org/images/public/stock/vetcall/head%2520in%2520sand.jpg"></a>Annelisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18404801255562567591noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36172530.post-1164464553990358592006-11-25T06:11:00.000-08:002006-11-25T06:22:33.996-08:0025 Days... still plodding...As I sit here, the countdown clock at the top of the page says 25 days exactly. 25 days of hair left. 25 days to try to reach the $1000 (according to sums, $477 (inc the tax reclaimed) has been already raised, and the girls who went round Ticehurst said they'd raised a further $60, though I haven't seen them back with it yet... Hey, maybe they managed to collect more at Wadhurst, who knows!<br /><br />Anyway, that would make about $537 (read pounds where the dollar sign is - I'm on the pc that's not got the proper keyboard!). And I haven't yet counted any tax back on the sponsor forms, as I'm still trying to see if the people who ticked the box, but haven't given their home address, might yet do so. But, there's probably at least another tenner there so far, so that would be about $547 - $550!<br /><br />I haven't checked up on the Primary school sponsor form yet, nor have I talked to the 6th formers or the last house (Ash?). I also haven't yet done the local shops/ businesses [I just haven't had the time!] So hopefully that will add a wee bit. And, maybe if those teachers and staff who haven't yet 'got a round to it' added their bit... Well, maybe we'll get there!<br /><br />Who else can I ask? Where else can I ask? Hmmm, it's difficult to think about it when worrying about sick children. So, I think I'll leave the question for another day....Annelisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18404801255562567591noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36172530.post-1164286969887665612006-11-23T04:56:00.000-08:002006-11-23T08:35:29.456-08:0027 Days<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2583/4010/1600/815628/Donations%2023%20Nov%202006.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2583/4010/400/404759/Donations%2023%20Nov%202006.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family:times new roman;">(My son's at home ill (again!) today, so I've got time to do a 'proper' post...)</span></span><br /></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2583/4010/1600/326570/School%206th%20form-%20playground.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2583/4010/400/542292/School%206th%20form-%20playground.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Julia - 6th form at UCC<br /><br /><br /></span></span></span></div><br />I thought it was <span style="font-style: italic;">28 Days</span> to go... so , just as well I put that countdown bar in the title!!!<br /><br />Something one of the students said has been niggling at me.<br /><br />One lunchtime, some girls were building model cells, and while they were busy at that, I was busy sorting out the next lesson in the same lab. We talked for a while about what I was doing and why. Then we went onto the subject of one of the girl's mother's friends (the aquaintance being closer than the length of the description of aquaintance here!) having cancer.<br /><br />She said she'd been told by her mother that the cancer was "eating away at her friend", which I was sad to hear. There's too many people in the world with this horrible disease. And each person has a life-story to tell. Each one is a <span style="font-style: italic;">person</span>. <span style="font-weight: bold;">Not </span>a statistic. <span style="font-weight: bold;">Not </span>a memory the moment they discover they have cancer (I know a couple of people who've found that the reaction of others is to immediately count you as 'already gone'!!). <span style="font-weight: bold;">Not </span>simply the epitome of the illness. A real life person, who still has a lot of living to do!<br /><br />Anyway, back to what I was saying. I've been dwelling on the image of cancer 'eating away' at the body. It's a strange expression, in that cancer is a <span style="font-style: italic;">growth </span>of cells, not a reduction... Seems to me that (and I've heard people use the expression several times before) it is <span style="font-style: italic;">opposite </span>to what happens. I suppose, what <span style="font-style: italic;">could </span>be meant is that sometimes a person loses their appetite, especially if they feel ill with the treatment, or with pain, or sometimes with the drugs used to supress pain. But what it <span style="font-style: italic;">sounds </span>like they mean is that their loss of weight is attributed directly to the cancer... (I don't believe it usually is).<br /><br />The use of the expression made me wonder afterwards whether the student actually knew what the illness was, or whether the description was apt because she'd seen her mother' s friend losing weight.<br /><br />Thing is, it's not always like that. My friend, Julia, has been carefully watching what she eats - removing anything that's not organic; watching there's not too much soya (containing chemicals which mimic the hormone oestrogen (I think), and which is therefore counterproductive when you've got a hormone-loving type cancer); reducing fats and sugars; cutting out alcohol. She's excercised - daily walks and some yoga. And most of the time she's energetic and humerous and enjoys just being alive!<br /><br />You really wouldn't know she lives with cancer! In fact, as I've often said to her, most of the time she looks healthier than me! :-)<br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2583/4010/1600/987760/Our%20pledge.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2583/4010/400/554657/Our%20pledge.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-size:85%;">Our teenage pledge to live life to the full... </span><br /></span></span></div><br /><br /><br />It's only really recently that those little blobs of cancer cells, that broke off and got carried round the body before she was treated the first time, started to grow again. For the last few years she's had it well under control. And (I heard from her yesterday) the treatment seems to be working - she can breathe clearer again, whatever was making her eye squinty has cleared off, and the pain's gone. So, the chemo seems to be doing its job (Great News!) and she sounded as cheerful as ever! (As predicted, she went bald after the third Chemo, so that's the only obvious sign she's still going through treatment. Well, along with being totally zonked for half the week....)<br /><br />Point is - though she has the illness, and though she needs treatment every now and then - she carries on her life. It didn't simply 'stop' when she found she had cancer. Most of the time she eats well, stays healthy. She is living. Not dying. And when I hear expressions like the one above, I feel that its already 'striking someone off the list'. It's putting them in the category 'not much longer'. This shouldn't be. Each new day, new hope may be found. Each new day is a day to be glad to be alive (for <span style="font-style: italic;">any </span>of us!). And each new day, one might hope a new treatment can be found to combat the cause or the effects of cancer.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">No one</span> knows how long they've got. Not you. Not me. Not anyone. Many surprise themselves and others, by being 'miracles' who beat the illness, or who live way past an expected time. In fact, my friend tells me they no longer tell you how long you supposedly have to live, because people tend to go by that, and their subconscious works on keeping to it!!<br /><br />I know of someone, a boyfriend of a friend, who had lung cancer, and was told he had maximum 6 months to live. Well, he did the <a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.cancerbackup.org.uk/Treatments/Complementarytherapies/Typesoftherapies/Diet"><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">Bristol Diet</span></a><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"> </span>thing (treating the whole person, not just the body), and when he went for one of his check ups they proclaimed him 'all clear'! Years later, this is still so...<br /><br />So, it is possible.<br /><br />That <span style="font-style: italic;"></span><span style="font-style: italic;">doesn't</span> mean a person should be under pressure to perform miracles. That's one thing Julia has said - having heard of other people's miraculous cures, everyone looks to you to do the same. And then you feel <span style="font-style: italic;">guilty </span>for not succeeding!! On top of all the worries about the illness itself. That's crazy! But, trying out new things, regardless of how well they work, may open a person to being happier about themselves, or teach them to relax, or say 'no'.<br /><br />Who knows where learning a new idea will take you....<br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.saga.co.uk/health_news/article/BE1D850B-B68C-4058-B7AD-1251EC931915.asp?bhcp=1"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">Bristol Cancer Centre</span></a> - a view by Saga Health<br /><br /><a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.cancerbackup.org.uk/Resourcessupport/Organisations/Searchall/7968"><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">Bristol Cancer Help Centre</span></a> - contact<br /></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2583/4010/1600/708213/Demolished%20house.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2583/4010/400/279084/Demolished%20house.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Photo-shoot for our design business 'Machu Picchu' about 20 years ago</span></span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family:times new roman;">- taking a few risks...<br />(not advisable - I broke the heels off my new boots! )<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></span></span></div>Annelisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18404801255562567591noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36172530.post-1164106088255885222006-11-21T02:46:00.000-08:002006-11-26T05:33:15.883-08:0029 Days - one footstep joins another<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.google.co.uk/images?q=tbn:HbrT7fDhqAGVtM:http://www.digiwalker.co.uk/ContentImages%255Cfootsteps_beware.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://images.google.co.uk/images?q=tbn:HbrT7fDhqAGVtM:http://www.digiwalker.co.uk/ContentImages%255Cfootsteps_beware.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right">Well, I'd like to say we were wizzing towards the target, but we're not. It's a slow ol' plod, one step at the time. But, you know what? It's a really nice walk - some steps are little, and some bigger, but each is taken in the right direction. And each is a contribution towards reaching the goal.<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.google.co.uk/images?q=tbn:Lf2U5W2FEJXHCM:http://www.scedu.org.uk/images/sccn_1.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://images.google.co.uk/images?q=tbn:Lf2U5W2FEJXHCM:http://www.scedu.org.uk/images/sccn_1.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Today, I checked out the main staffroom sponsor form - there was another donor today (I've been told by quite a few people they keep forgetting! Still, there's time left...) - Thanks Beryl!<br /></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.google.co.uk/images?q=tbn:-jnfykOOBw9icM:http://www.veg.ca/images/e-Footstep-155.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://images.google.co.uk/images?q=tbn:-jnfykOOBw9icM:http://www.veg.ca/images/e-Footstep-155.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right">Then I checked out the Sports Hall, and there was a couple of donors there - thanks Paige and Andrea, and whoever put the change in the box (mind you, I haven't checked it wasn't buttons yet! :-))<br />And then, more thanks to Ann, David and Roy in the butchers, Wadhurst - I go there regularly, and minced them into submission to sign! :-)<br /></div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right">We've still got quite a way to go, so keep on plodding, guys!<br /></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.google.co.uk/images?q=tbn:nS0nvp2nZ_JDxM:http://members.aol.com/dakaiser/gif/footstep.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://images.google.co.uk/images?q=tbn:nS0nvp2nZ_JDxM:http://members.aol.com/dakaiser/gif/footstep.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right">Oh, and if you happen to have a business in the local villages, one of the kids at school rightly pointed out I should be asking you too - so please have a bucket full of gold ready for my arrival (failing that, so paper notes always go down well) - it's for a good cause! :-)<br /></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.colorstereo.com/_cs1-2/fields.img/footstep.JPG"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.colorstereo.com/_cs1-2/fields.img/footstep.JPG" border="0" /></a>Annelisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18404801255562567591noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36172530.post-1164011415763262732006-11-20T00:27:00.000-08:002006-11-21T02:48:24.130-08:001 month to go!One month today, and my hair will be gone (Why, oh why, did I start so early? The waiting's excrutiating!!! :-S)<br /><br />Another blogger, who kindly donated, helping me to reach my target is Topchamp - thank you!Annelisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18404801255562567591noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36172530.post-1163878990888319982006-11-18T11:21:00.000-08:002006-11-18T14:42:57.016-08:0032 Days - My Last Plaits - pics<div style="text-align: center;">These two pics were taken by my daughter this morning, for the days when I have no hair :-)<br /></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2583/4010/1600/last%20plaits%203.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2583/4010/400/last%20plaits%203.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Even plaited up it's a fair old length!<br /><br /><br /><br /></span></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a style="font-style: italic;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2583/4010/1600/DSCF2534.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2583/4010/400/DSCF2534.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">(ehm... hurry up - it might be sunny, but it's freezin' out here! :-D )</span><br /></div>Annelisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18404801255562567591noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36172530.post-1163819058415759892006-11-17T19:03:00.000-08:002006-11-17T19:04:18.423-08:0033 Days - plaitsIt's nearly 3am and I finally finished doing my plaits! Hooooray! :-D<br /><br />(maybe piccie tomorrow...)Annelisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18404801255562567591noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36172530.post-1163706402546811862006-11-16T11:45:00.000-08:002006-11-16T14:24:31.263-08:0034 Days - (what happened to 35?)<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.google.co.uk/images?q=tbn:4DbVPpX4lGk3mM:http://www.scorec.rpi.edu/intranet/Medusa/medusa.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://images.google.co.uk/images?q=tbn:4DbVPpX4lGk3mM:http://www.scorec.rpi.edu/intranet/Medusa/medusa.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.google.co.uk/images?q=tbn:yD-EnPMiJXyZ_M:http://treefalldesign.typepad.com/photos/uncategorized/plaits.jpg"></a><br />Ok, I don't know <em>what's</em> been happening over the last few days - I've lost track a little, with lots of stuff going on, and things to do!<br /><br />So, let's see if I can remember...<br /><br />Yesterday, I spoke in front of 'Hawthorne' House years 7 & 8 [the upper school were doing something in the Hall - I think it was watching the 6th formers performing 'Fame', which they are showing to the public tonight (Thursday), tomorrow and 2 performances on Saturday]<br /><br />Because the 6th formers had taken over the main hall, the Hawthorne assembly was held in the sports hall, and the kids were sat on the ground (just like primary! :-) ) which was kind of strange. I was introduced, and one of the teachers holding the assembly (naming no names! :-D ) whispered as I went passed, "Take <em>all</em> the time you need - as <em>long</em> as you can- we can't show the dvd clip we were going to!" Yoikes! They're expecting <em>me</em> to fill in time??!!! No pressure, like!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.google.co.uk/images?q=tbn:V0uqbc7DTux-CM:http://www.sonikcycle.com/images/wahl.JPG"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://images.google.co.uk/images?q=tbn:V0uqbc7DTux-CM:http://www.sonikcycle.com/images/wahl.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />I don't think I did toooooo bad - managed to say the relevant stuff - why, where, how much I want to raise, this blog, and ended with another teacher taking the collection box off me I'd showed to the kids to recognise it... ehm, I also challenged them to beat the amazing $32 raised by Oak House! [couldn't resist... :-)] Legs still felt like jelly when I left the hall though...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.google.co.uk/images?q=tbn:hsX5lu_zzCxfjM:http://www.wildeones.com/shoppics/plaitsth.jpg"></a><br /><br />But, on the way out, one of the sports hall receptionists said she would sponsor me, and would I bring a form over? (oh yes, course I can! Back in zero point 5 seconds! - <span style="font-size:78%;"><em>and I <span style="font-size:85%;">was </span>too</em></span>)<br /><br /><br />Another kind act was by Diane Baker, who took a fly-leaflet home, and asked her hubby to take it into work... Apparently (sorry guys at hubby's work) it's pinned up on some noticeboard... Thanks Diane. Hopefully someone there might add a donation into the pot!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.google.co.uk/images?q=tbn:OtWI5JUh9jXSJM:http://3dpancakes.typepad.com/ernie/images/hairtoday.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://images.google.co.uk/images?q=tbn:OtWI5JUh9jXSJM:http://3dpancakes.typepad.com/ernie/images/hairtoday.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Last night, I'd planned to plait my hair up for the last time, possibly, <em>ever</em>! Talk about 'thwarted' - First , C puked up, and I had to leave work pronto! Then J came home not feeling well, and had to lie down... of course, this would also all <em>have</em> to happen on parent's consultation evening, wouldn't it?<br /><br />Then, later, just as I was thinking - "Yes! I can do it now!" (all kids being occupied in one form or another), R extracted a letter from her bookbag - "Here mummy, read this - it's important!"<br />Of course it was 'important'! It was another bug-busting letter. The ones I've grown to dread...<br />For years, whenever I've had one of these letters, it's spelt an evening of heavy hair conditioning, along with hours of combing 5 heads- 'just in case'! The worst hair to do being <em>mine</em>...<br /><br /><br /><br />Well, we were all bug-free and I sighed with relief as I put the combs away... No fine-combing the whole family's heads alternate days for a fortnight! (thank goodness!)<br /><br />But, no plaits either :-(<br /><br />And tonight's 'running round' night, where I'm exclusively available for being taxi service for the kids (though C's not feeling up to scouts, having returned to school today, and been 'washed out', so that's one less double journey to make)... Seeing as the plaiting takes 3 - 4 hours, I don't think I'm going to have long enough to do it today (though I <em>could</em> make a start, and go around with <em>half</em> a head plaited tomorrow... :-)).<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.google.co.uk/images?q=tbn:13aeiKCzITvLdM:http://www2.leadingedgecash.com/2/profollica_fpa01/profollica_fpa01_02.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://images.google.co.uk/images?q=tbn:13aeiKCzITvLdM:http://www2.leadingedgecash.com/2/profollica_fpa01/profollica_fpa01_02.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Also, at Brownies, Tawny Owl asked me if I would pop in at the beginning of one meeting, so they can measure my hair properly {so they can work out the best way to sponsor me! - nice folks! :-) }... hmmm, I've just thought. If I plait my hair, it will be a couple of inches shorter. But I can't <em>not</em> plait it - it's my last chance... On this one I'm going to <em>have</em> to be selfish. I love having my hair up in plaits, and that's one thing I'm really going to miss (not going to miss the <em>bug-busting</em> though :-) )Annelisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18404801255562567591noreply@blogger.com8