And So The Story Ends

Good Morning World and thanks for tuning in to the penultimate post day here on Planet Magnet. After this post there will be only one more and that won’t be for a couple of weeks as I tell the story of my walk along Britain’s oldest Road.

That means this is post number 499!


Quite an incredible feat but one that I suppose I am quite proud to have achieved.

I have always said that I would share my life with you guys for the next 499 posts, after which I would walk the Ridgeway for the Charity HENRY and make my 500th and final post about that very walk.

It is hard to consider the person I was when I started out on the journey. Some people don’t even recognise me as I have changed so much physically, others don’t recognise me because I have changed so much mentally.

Regardless of which is more significant I think we must all agree that since my surgery and subsequent life change, this person…

Back Camera

With My Mum!

Is no longer anything like this person….


If we consider way back when I started this little blog after advice to do so, I was incredibly unfit, unhappy, lonely, I was letting life pass me by and I was disengaged.

No more though.

What a difference 18mths and the help and support of medical professionals and all of you guys here on Word Press who come to read my words every day. Some of you read quietly and fly under the radar and some of you read and comment and encourage. Regardless of which camp you fall into, I appreciate you all so very very much and I thank you all very much from the bottom of my heart.

You guys have made the incredible challenge of 499 posts a possibility and I am so happy that I have completed what I set out to do I think all I need do now is wish myself Bon Voyage, Bon Chance and Bon Temps for the next week of walking. You will be able to follow my updates on Facebook, Twitter and Instagram…..

So until I write and publish the story of my walk, I shall leave you with these words from T.S Elliots Little Gidding (pointed TO me by Osyth from Half Baked in Paradise but here mixed up by ME) and hopefully they will sum up all I have been trying to say…

“To make an end is to make a beginning so always remember last years thoughts belong to last years language whereas next years words await another voice”

So ’till the last time,

Stay out of the fridge.

P.S. Don’t forget to follow this link and donate to my just giving page.

Here Comes Another Winter, Waiting For Eutopia.

Waiting For Hell To Freeze Over*

Good Morning world and thanks for tuning in to another day here in Planet Magnet. I trust all is well in your world and that the week is barrelling along nicely for you. Here in the U.K, the rain is back (what else!) after five days of sunshine, so having had our summer I figure we start preparing for the winter to come… 😉

Only joking on that font guys, however, Heartland by The, The seemed like the perfect lyric to use given that when yesterday I spoke to a friend of mine (The Chimp from The Lonely Author) he suggested I write what my Eutopia might look like given that I am now over a year past my surgery date and the fact my life has changed so dramatically in that short period of time. That I have become such a different man over the past several years of trials and tribulations. That I am still scared and excited in equal measure of what is to come in my life. That I am surrounded by more love in my life than I have experienced for a long time, yet I feel lonely on a daily basis.

Now I should put a warning here, because if any of you are not in the mood for my truth then I suggest you stop reading now, plus it is nearly 2000 words long so you might struggle a little looking for a quick read….

I am always honest with this blog yet I do confess that am still selective about what I write and today I write exactly how I feel and make no apologies for it.

So where was I? Oh yes, my own Eutopia. Or put quite simply, where would my ideal life be at this moment in time?

I know it might sound fatuous to do such a thing but it is in our dreams that we create our future (or some semblance of it) and it is only by daring to dream do we ever achieve our ability to move on.

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Six Months Ago Today…..

So let me take you back exactly six months in time with this little video…..

That my friends was early on the morning of Friday March the 13th 2015.

The day when the life of the Worlds Biggest Fridge Magnet changed forever.

The six month Anniversary of my life changing Bariatric surgery is TODAY!!


Celebrate good times… Come On!!

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A Trip To The Doctor’s

No, not those kind of Doctors, the time lords of Gallifrey, but the ones that opened me up a few weeks back and took away most of my stomach….

Morning everyone, today see’s me taking a trip to the Churchill hospital for the first time since my operation over four weeks ago now. It is incredible to think that it has already been four weeks but also I have to keep reminding myself that it has only been four weeks since I underwent major surgery and as such it should be no surprise to me that I spend all my days fluctuating between feeling great and feeling pretty sub par!

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So Then Fatty Boom Boom, How Do You Feel Today?

Morning folks, apologies for the late post today, I am still a little all over the shop so am trying to get my routine back along with my blogging mojo. I know this may sound like yet another cliche to use but it really does feel like it was an age ago that I was sat here and writing, but I suppose that would be an easy thing to say because so much has happened since last I sat here.

I am truly glad to be home though and looking forward to some peace and quiet with everything on my own terms.

You see whilst I was in hospital there was a guy in the next bed who was so very very ill, he needed constant attention. This meant a continual stream of people into his bedside and his monitoring machines, when not beeping were wailing to inform the nurse that there was an issue.

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Commencing Countdown Engines On

Okay, as I am sure you are all probably well aware by now I shall be undergoing a slight life changing procedure at the end of the week.

Up until today, I had not really allowed myself a thought on how much of a major procedure it actually was, but it turns out having a gastric sleeve really and truly is a very big deal indeed.

Let’s say you met a friend who told you they have had three-quarters of their stomach removed because of an issue of some sorts and the only way they could be saved was to remove the affected part of the stomach and sew up the remainder so they had some way of digesting food.

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