Oddly, I've just got home from my annual tickle test. The diabetic nurse at our surgery is fairly convinced that my diagnosis a few years back was down to other factors rather than true diabetes (Type II) but once diagnosed, I'm lumbered with the label despite having an HbA1c in the mid 30s. Does mean free prescriptions though! (Worth noting, Marc...) I'm a bit overweight (OK, a fairly large bit) but not out of control and my cholesterol is a touch high but not if I wasn't diabetic. No statins, just be a bit more careful about d**t. So, that's cheered me up a bit.
Also picked up my winnings from the golf club's Masters sweepstake. I ended up with Justin Rose who finished 2nd so my £3 earned me a £17 profit. A good chunk has gone into the senior captain's charity fund but I've kept enough to pay for a pot of tea and a bacon sarnie (brown bread, no butter!)
AND I actually managed top play to my handicap today, despite an aching back.