We used to have a quote’s board in the Somalia programme when I worked there – full of funny and inappropriate quotes – I loved that board, made me smile every time.

I think I may start one for my cancer. So, as I told you, I wrote to some of the parents in Yani & Aissa’s classes asking for help – and received some truly wonderful responses and loads of practical offers of help already. Genuinely fantastic.

This morning, I received a mail from one mother, first of all telling me about the link to sugar and cancer…OK…she’s a foodie…I sort of get it. Then in that mail she sent me this link to a blog, saying she had heard it was good: http://alrighttit.blogspot.co.uk/p/c-word.html. For fuck’s sake. I genuinely couldn’t get upset, but have been laughing non stop when I have thought of it all day today – I am honestly not sure that there is anything more inappropriate possible to send me at my stage of cancer. Its so out there, that I have to laugh….I also have no idea what to reply to her!!

On the note of inappropriate, the British Ambassador for Lebanon, who I knew pretty well, wrote a brilliant goodbye to Lebanon as he has reached the end of his 4 years. For those of you interested, its on here: http://blogs.fco.gov.uk/tomfletcher/2015/07/31/19389/. What made it even better for me was his reply to a comment on that blog made on August 1st at 7.29am (you have to scroll through all the comments to find it, read the one above this he replied to) – it is hysterical.

I then remembered when I first met him and wrote it to him as follows – it was my first week as CD for Save the Children Lebanon and, as I recalled to him yesterday it went like this: “I had just taken over as CD for Save, proud of my new team who had organised a celebration of something or another, invited you, Gordon and others. We sit down, lots of media etc etc there, first act – a bunch of 13 year old Palestinian girls dancing semi dressed to Beyonce’s “Put a ring on it’….me frantically looking for escape routes and failing. Its over, I calm down, a couple of dull but at least normal poetry recitals, blah blah. Then the penultimate act – another bunch of teenagers, singing a song in Arabic about the blood of the regime troops flowing in rivers as they slaughter them. Gotta love it.”

So – inappropriate the theme of the day….