2020 hey. What a year. Last New Year’s eve I knew we were looking at a terrible year. My wife had just been diagnosed with cancer but despite the shit storm we had plenty of good times too and you know what, we laughed a lot too. This is how it went. Cancer diagnosis. Followed by the worst flu we’d ever had in our lives. Totally floored us, New Year’s Eve we were too ill to go out. We stayed in despite having paid for the bash. We didn’t want to give that shitty bug to anyone else, how ironic. Saw the Oncologist again, he said something else had shown up too. ‘Oh ffs what now’? She had two broken ribs (from coughing so much)! ‘Oh! Is that all’? We just laughed it was such relief. The Oncologist was a little surprised, we laughed at his reaction too. Then Chemo. Then the Mrs’s hair fell out, I had to shave her head.That was a weird one but we laughed, we actually laughed while I was doing it. Out of the blue, a phone call, no warning, no preamble, Chemo cancelled half way through due to the oncoming pandemic. Emergency operation scheduled. The shock of it was the only time there were tears. Operation on the first day of lockdown, we felt lucky in a way. Cancer removed, thank god for that but as a present they gave my wife Covid-19 to go home with. Drove home from the hospital through a totally deserted centre of London, felt like royalty. A week later the Mrs confessed to a sniffing problem. Oh yeah! She’d lost all sense of taste and smell. Then the other symptoms came on. She’d definitely got it. The flu at New Year wasn’t Covid after all. A week later I had every symptom going. It got bad, damn near called an ambulance but only the thought of not coming back stopped me from doing it. She recovered quick, probably helped by various drugs she was given with her treatment. Two months for me to recover from Covid. I was assured I had man flu and laughed at, I couldn’t even do a half mile walk. Lockdown, the sun shone, we spent time doing nothing without feeling guilty. We enjoyed it, even sunbathed in the garden. Food was delivered and I learnt to cook...a bit. Lockdown ended, her hair started to grow and she looked totally cool with the new ultra short hairstyle. Mine grew too but not so cool. We didn’t think she’d need it but Chemo resumed for much longer than we thought. Hair fell out again. Out with the clippers again, we’ve done it once we can do it again. I was banned from entering hospital because of Covid rules, she had to go on her own. The Mrs stood up to it remarkably well. I cooked, I taxied, I built two bathrooms. Chemo finished. It was done and we had a little celebration. Then 12 months of 3 weekly injections were prescribed, bummer. Possible side effects of drugs were irritability, and weight gain. So I told her; ‘I don’t want to be waking up next to a fat, bald, irritable person’. Quick as a flash she said, ‘Neither do I’! Fantastic! We laughed like hell at that and it still makes me chuckle now. October, there was a gap, so I grabbed that. ‘Off you go, just don’t be too long’. So I went to Spain on a bike. Isolating on return was a bore but I did some diy. Early December the oncologist said there’s no benefit continuing with the injections. It can cause heart problems so stop now and suddenly apart from daily tablets that was it, finished. Which meant that just before Christmas suddenly we had the chance to stay with my nephew in Dubai. That’s what ‘the patient’ said she wanted to do for Christmas so I grabbed the chance, booked it and two days later we were on the plane. Much to our daughters disapproval. We left before tier3 kicked in and before tier4 was announced. I didn’t even know there was such a thing as tier4. A Covid test before leaving, another on arrival, all clear. 2021 is already better. We celebrated New Year with family on the 46th floor overlooking The Palm and the most fantastic fireworks displays. The summary is, despite everything the NHS did a great job for my Mrs. and despite everything we had plenty of good things out of 2020. I don’t blame the government and I don’t blame anyone else, except China, for unleashing this shit storm on the world. I firmly believe life is what you make it. You have to make the best of the rough and the smooth. 2020? It could have been worse.