Needless to say we didnt win the Bingo - which was a good job as it turns out. A chap won it, and you should have seen the reaction of the old die hard bingo ladies - they were fuming ! The last evening was fairly lively with the crew all joining in the fun and games - the waiters 'samba-ing' round the restaurant being one of the highlights. We ducked out of the excitement fairly early and retired to our Poop deck to watch the sun going down as we sailed back to Palma. We were both pretty tired anyway after a busy day shopping in Mahon - what a pretty town it is. The above photo was taken in one of its lovely little squares.
So our week was over - and what a fabulous week it was in so many ways. Mainly because I was so well. That soon changed as soon as I got home. Sutent's side effects kicked in and once more I cant eat much, my hands and feet are sore and to top it off Ive got a chest infection !
I was rattling and wheezing so much yesterday Martin called our GP who came round to see me - fearing I had pneumonia - but its just bronchitis and some anti biotics will soon sort that out.