Feeling anxious and odd this morning. Ali has to go into hospital tomorrow for his reversal operation. His experience in 2005 was so awful, I find it hard to relax and let the professionals do their jobs, because that experience showed me that they don't notice as quickly as I do when he is becoming ill, and they don't do the logical and sensible thing either.

Can't write, can't settle to anything. Have been playing solitaire and stupid internet games as a way of self distracting, just can't be. I don't think anyone reads this blog much (who can blame them, it's three months since I last posted?) but he's in T12 ward at University College Hospital, Euston Road, London NW1.