It worried me a little bit that the second Ween finished reading my first blog entry he said ‘I need you to email me a copy of the insurance in case something happens to you and you end up in a coma’. I think with my current hormones he thinks I’m going to get in a fight. Nobody to fight with here as far too many armed police and swat teams with full body armour on. One of them was tucking the dog at the chocolate kiosk into his blanket box for his mid morn...

Off to Colombia again, this time with Ween. Trying not to look too much like a menopausal fatty, I don my Velcro strap shoes with cushioned inner soles and ready myself for the terminal. My aim was to lose 1 stone before this trip - on jumping on the scales, only 1 stone 3lbs to go! FFS.People may have noticed that my current roller coaster of hormonal cocktails is making me a little imbalanced as well as porkier. After furiously accosting a burglar a few months ...