I had an appointment with the consultant today and I've been discharged. It was a basal cell carcinoma, or a very non scary form of cancer. They've completely removed it, there is a 2% chance of it recurring and there is no more treatment necessary.
I did some pootling around the shops. I felt too underdressed and scruffy for the new John Lewis store, but I picked up some stuff for a project in the far less expensive The Works. I'll share if I ever finish it. Bear had his first afternoon football game with the new football boots this evening. He had taken his kit in a carrier bag as he utterly rejected the sports bag I dug out as too big. I'd been reluctant to buy him a new kit bag, but I can't bear the thought of him carrying his stuff into school in a plastic bag so I am going to have to work out what bear will tolerate, what I am prepared to spend and see what I can come up with. I didn't see a decent bag anywhere in Leeds. I'll try and make time ot go on the market later in the week.
On the way out I was passed by some moterbikes. They were very loud, very smelly and a nuisance but they weren't too bad in the centre of Leeds. They were wearing helmets and they looked relatively okay - more like Heck's Angels. Unfortunately it looks like they got worse later and the police were involved. It looks quite dramatic on the BBC. I don't like to copy the pictures because of copyright, but there were definitely a lot of bikes. I saw at least fifty or sixy revving through Leeds and leaving smoke behind them (they obeyed the red lights there).