Stripped for Action

It's a beautiful day - in every sense.

It's strange to be in a new routine again - or is it an old routine? Getting showered and shaved is stll quite an effort and unlike the hospital, there's no seat in the shower. Getting ready takes ages but there's no rush.

There's a letter to be handed in to the Docs, so by late morning we're ready to set off. Temperature seems steady in the late 36 degrees Cs. That's my temperature but it's such a good day that the air temperature might easily be in the high twenties.

The Surgery is closed for staff training until 2pm so we walk along the entire length of North Berwick High Street and go for lunch at Tiffany's Tea Room. Haggis Stovies will do just fine for me.

The Biarritz of the North is at its best today and I'm glad to be here. (The Biarritz of the South or BIARRITZ would be pretty good too though.)

I'm a bit puffed oot and glad to be home. Liesl is out the back and shouts for me to open the door. There's an enormous parcel on the doorstep - and a smaller one too!

As I tear off the paper, the enormity of peoples' kindness and caring finally overwhelms me. Inside is a framed Preston Lodge rugby strip, signed by all of the players and of course Shona, whose brilliant idea it was. I don't know what to say. It's amazing. Totally amazing. What a team we are.

The smaller parcel was equally amazing. It's a Nintendo DS with a Brain Training game! This is from the girls who sit beside me at the rugby - the WAGs. And they're better than any you might read about in the papers.

Shona and Nicola have been down while we were out and so sadly we've missed them.

It doesn't matter how terrible an illness might be, when you've got this much support behind you, you just have to get better. There's no doubt.

Team Craig has many players and backup staff pulling together to make sure I get better. It's awesome.

Temp's crept up a wee bit - over 37 C now. Probably caused by all of the exertion and emotion.