September 2017 will bring up the 10th anniversary of my diagnosis of Parkinson’s disease. With publication of the results of the trial and the broadcast of the associated BBC documentary due in the next few months, I figure I can start blogging again.

As the results aren’t published, I can’t comment on them. But I can tell you what has surprised me; the astonishing hope that such a trial brings to the participants. For me, personally, to be ten years from diagnosis and still be at least as optimistic as I was at the start of this disease can be cured is a great place to be. What seemed to many as a rather ludicrous crusade when I started now seems to have a degree of credibility. Although many people still don’t get the need to have pink outfits and jelly.

The tenth anniversary comes up on 7 September. To mark the occasion I’m going back to where the crusade all started. The West Highland Way.

I will wake up on 7 September 2017 in a better frame of mind than I did on 7 September 2007. In 2007 I woke up in my home with the weight of the world on my shoulders, thinking I didn’t have a future. This year I will wake up in a wigwam in Kinlochleven, with the weight of Matt pressing a pillow over my face to stop me snoring, thinking I need to drink less. What a beautiful contrast it will be.

Twelve of us are walking the whole route, with others joining for various days. Everyone’s invited to walk the final day on Saturday 9 September 2017 from Drymen to Glasgow, if you would like to join, then let me know.

Today is the first practice walk, a whole eight days before the real thing. Nothing like a bit of planning.

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