I will have a big announcement on Monday. Because I have strong superstitions, I can't quite say anything until it's official but there's been a pretty major development since my return from my holidays.

It's a happy announcement and once the decision was made, I slept like a baby last night.

It doesn't involve anything romantic though. There's some interesting development there too but I'm still in that phase of not wanting to say to much, lest I jinx. It's happened too many times.

Meanwhile, in family news, please keep my Uncle in your thoughts and prayers. He's an 84 year old WWII vet who's currently in hospital with serious lung problems. He was taken into hospital about 10 days ago and the family was told that it was only a matter of time. However, my Uncle has proved them wrong. Tough in mind and body, he fought strongly and they were able to remove the respirator. Unfortunately, for the days following, he experienced a strong flashback to his days overseas. Taking a swing at a nurse that he thought was the enemy when he heard the screams of schoolchildren trapped in a burning, bombed building in England and was being restrained from helping, we saw an insight into what he would have lived through during the War. He has never spoken of his battles but we knew there were unspeakable horrors. The positive of this all, is that he has now regained his consciousness and is wanting to talk. In great detail, actually, about his experiences. For a family historian such as myself, I am honoured that he has asked me to come to his bedside to take notes.

As his daughter said to me yesterday, "We are so lucky that we have never had to experience what my Mom (who was a First Aid nurse) and Dad lived through. "

More on Monday!