I just need to ease back into my regular routine slowly.
A part of me is still holding on to that wonderful feeling of being “normal.”
I just need to ease back into my regular routine slowly.
A part of me is still holding on to that wonderful feeling of being “normal.”
It’s our 9th wedding anniversary today.
In honour of this momentous occasion: a photo of two seals that we encountered on our way to Inner Farne Island. Ah yes, I forgot to mention that we also saw quite a large group of seals, some swimming about in the water, some lying all huddled together on a small island, enjoying the sun. A few swam quite close to the boat to have a better look at us…curious creatures, just like Stefano and me! 
Thanks to an MMA list member, I found out that a cyclopamine derivative called IPI-926 is in the preclinical trial stage. You can read more about it here: http://tinyurl.com/4skodf And if you don’t remember what cyclopamine is, have a look at my Pages on the right-hand side of your screen: I have a page on cyclopamine. The pharmaceutical company that produces IPI-926 hopes to begin clinical trials in the second half of 2008. Exciting times lie ahead!
Un bacione, moro, TVTB! 
Today I’m going to post a few of our puffin photos. These birds are extraordinary creatures, rather clumsy walkers, too (see the rather out-of-focus but amusing photo on the left), very entertaining to watch.
We spent more than two hours on Inner Farne Island, off the coast of Northumberland (Seahouses), where we saw a huge number of puffins and also the burrows that they had dug using their beaks and feet, like the one on the right.
Puffin burrows are about as long as a human arm, I learned from a BBC morning program (mentioned in a blog comment by Paul) showing a Farne Island warden shoving his arm down a burrow and bringing up a rather ruffled puffin. Not a pleasant or easy thing to do, he remarked, because puffins aren’t as harmless as they look but will bite and scratch and struggle like mad. Well, I think I’d do much the same if I were being grabbed suddenly from above!
By the way, puffins are hygienically-minded creatures: they have a separate toilet area for their chicks inside the burrow. How about that? Well, okay, there is a good reason for the separate powder room: if the chick got itself all covered in…well, in you-know-what!…it might damage the waterproofing properties of its feathers. Since puffins spend most of their time out on the Atlantic ocean, you can see that that would be a huge problem!
I should mention that there are three puffin species. The one depicted in this post is the Atlantic puffin. Atlantic puffins aren’t very large, about 30-34 cm long and 18 cm high. They weigh about 500 grams, and their wingspan measures about 50-60 cm. That means that when they fly you can’t see their wings at all, they are flapping so fast.
It is impossible to describe adequately how peculiar this looks. Puffins in flight look like zooming black and white footballs with some orange-coloured chewing gum stuck on one end. I read that these amazing sea birds flap their wings up to 400 beats per minute. Their wings are powerful but made more for swimming than flying.
And they go sooo fast! Taking a photo of a flying puffin is like trying to take a photo of a flying bullet. I have dozens of photos of tiny blurry dots in the sky (or just of the empty sky, sigh). Stefano, whose camera is much more sophisticated than mine, was able to take quite a few good ones, though, like the one on the right. Of course, you can actually see the wings in a still photo, but I assure you that, when seen live, the wings are a total blur.
Anyway, at one point I simply gave up trying to take THE perfect photo, turned off my camera and stood in the middle of the small island watching puffins whiz right past me, above my head and all around me. If I had reached out, I would have been able to touch a few of them, they were that close. It was an amazing experience.
We saw tons of puffins out on the water, diving under the surface (I read that they can go as deep as 70 metres, or 200 feet), floating about or flying low above the water or landing on the water (on their stomachs, from what I could tell). What a sight. We took photos, but most of them came out rather blurry (drat!). This one, though, shows how puffins are able to take off from the water surface. They start moving their little legs faster and faster while madly flapping their wings, looking a bit like comical cartoon characters, until they are finally able to lift their rather plump little bodies up into the air.
Well, we were very lucky to be here on such a glorious day. The owner of the boat who took us to the island told us that there were currently 13,000 puffin pairs there. According to the BBC program I saw, a total of 60,000 pairs are expected to nest on these islands this year. I would like to mention that we also saw hundreds of other sea birds. I read that the Farne Islands host 182 other bird species, from razorbills to shags (see my photo of a nesting shag) and whatnot. Quite a sight. Oh, and the noise!, mamma mia!, mainly from the squacking and screeching sea gulls (I guess). Almost deafening.
You can read more about the Farne Island puffins in this May 2, 2008 Times article: http://tinyurl.com/3p43uf
As you can see, I am still in my holiday mode! 
…but only in magical Northumberland. 
At the time Stefano took the photo of these two flying lambs, I was climbing to the top of a muddy and sheep poop-ridden hill to take a photo of a stone-built bastle house (from the French bastille), a sort of 16th-17th century fortified farmhouse. This particular bastle was Black Middens Bastle House (see: http://tinyurl.com/3wr3uh). I won’t post the photo I took, since the one on the website is a much better one.
Anyway, Stefano had stayed behind in the car park and was watching a few lambs at play in a nearby field. When they began jumping high up in the air, he grabbed his camera and took a few photos. This was his lucky shot!
And this, by the way, is lambing season in Northumberland. I have never ever seen so many lambs (or sheep) in my entire life! Thousands. I kid you not. Or rather, I lamb you not!
I think I may have more photos of lambs and sheep than of puffins, if possible. Adorable creatures.
These (above, left) are two lambs that we encountered on our climb toward Housesteads, a Roman fort located halfway along Hadrian’s Wall, whose construction began in 122 AD or thereabouts. Almost 74 miles long, the wall is a stone and turf fortification built by the Roman Empire across the width of modern-day England (source: Wikipedia). Even though it is a ruin, the wall is still very impressive and offers spectacular views of the surrounding countryside. Such as the one on the right.
I will need a few more days (weeks? months? years?) to go through all the messages I received in my absence (almost 400 e-mails, gasp!, in spite of the fact that I unsubscribed from one of the myeloma patient lists…) and settle back into our regular routine. But for now, in spite of having gone back to work today, I am still in blissfully happy holiday mode…
Well, we’re hooooooome…!
What can I say in two words about this holiday in Northumberland…hmmm: ABSOLUTELY FABULOUS. I am too tired to write any more right now, and I have to get ready for work tomorrow, but I will certainly have more than a few photos like this one (a puffin on Inner Farne Island; photo taken by yours truly!!!) to post and a few stories to tell in the days to come.
Cheers, everyone!!! 
Hi everyone! I almost certainly won’t be posting anything or answering any e-mails until May 6th, after we return from our UK holiday. I asked my UK blog readers if they thought there might be an Internet cafè in Rothbury (Northumberland), and their peals of laughter floated all the way from London to my home in Florence. One of them, funny guy, said I might be able to find a telephone up there (haha!).
Okay, so no Internet café. No access to Internet for the next, gulp!, ten days or so…yikes!
Sherlock has kindly agreed to monitor my blog during this short period (so spam folks, stay away! Sciò!).
So far, the only ones who are not happy that we are going off on holiday are my four beloved cats. Especially Priscilla (my second-youngest), see photo. Oh no, she is definitely not pleased.
But we have so many friendly cat-lovers lined up to visit and feed and take care of them that I am sure they will be fine.
Take care, everyone! Ci vediamo il 6 maggio!
Well, Stefano and I are leaving tomorrow (early afternoon) for Northumberland. Ooooh, I am sooooo excited!!! Puffins, here we come!
No Internet until we get back, probably. That will be hard!
Last night Peekaboo entertained us with a series of qigong moves of her own invention. I thought I would share some of the photos I took (when will I learn to take a video with my digital camera???).
First though, a couple of words on the meaning of qigong (which I practice, by the way).
From Wikipedia:
Qigong (or ch’i kung) refers to a wide variety of traditional “cultivation” practices that involve movement and/or regulated breathing designed to be therapeutic. Qigong is practiced for health maintenance purposes, as a therapeutic intervention, as a medical profession, a spiritual path and/or component of Chinese martial arts.
The ‘qi’ in ‘qigong’ means breath or gas in Chinese, and, by extension, ‘life force’, ‘energy’ or even ‘cosmic breath’. ‘Gong’ means work applied to a discipline or the resultant level of skill, so ‘qigong’ is thus ‘breath work’ or ‘energy work’.
The first (above, left) depicts her meditation pose. Before doing any qigong exercises, she indictates, it is important to relax and meditate for a little while.
So do some deep abdominal breathing exercises and push the negative energy downwards and away from your body, as she demonstrates with her paws in photo number one.
Then shift slowly to one side, then to the other (see photo number two, above, right) in order to relax your paws…or arms…thereby increasing your life force.
Photo number three (above, left) gives a demonstration of just how far to the side you can go with this particular qigong exercise. By the way, I would not recommend it to those who suffer from sore backs…
Photo number four (on the right) is Peekaboo’s final move, which provides instant relaxation:
stand on the tip of your toes, pull your paws/arms up, focus on an invisible adversary, whatever that may be (an evil cancer stem cell, perchance?) and…POUNCE!!! 
Sherlock and I went to the hospital lab for blood tests very early this morning. We have been testing EGCG (in association with the ever-present curcumin) for the past seven weeks or so. Test results in mid May.
I made several (vain) attempts to answer a few e-mails and continue reading a study that I am very interested in, but I just can’t seem to wrap my brain around anything that requires any amount of intellectual effort this afternoon. Well, after all, this morning quite a bit of blood was taken out of me. Hmmm, I wonder if some of my brain cells ended up in the test-tube, too…yawn…
Anyway, I will have another look at the study tomorrow morning, as I begin quietly, so as not to freak out the cats, assembling the stuff we need to pack for our trip to the UK (we leave on Friday!).
In the meantime, here is the link to a rather interesting "Economist" article (thanks, Nat!), for those of us who are interested in stem cells: http://tinyurl.com/4b86b8 Myeloma is also mentioned…
Okay, enough, my brain is fried. I need a juice. More tomorrow! 
). We finished at 11 p.m. last night. I think I noticed a few more white hairs than usual in the mirror this morning
…but anyway, the main thing is that we did a good job and will be paid well. Indeed.Well, another couple of hours, and I should
be done. This was a team effort, actually, since Stefano did all the graphics for me. I merely (!) translated the text. Now we have to reread it and make sure it makes sense. The worst is over.
So things should be back to normal tomorrow. I feel as though I have run a marathon, but it was worth it. And I have learned a lot about market strategies and trends…outsourcing…quotas…ZZZzzzzzzzzzzz…!