Hearts are the easiest things you can break

Found myself, somewhat to my surprise, at a cardiologist's today. Seemingly I’ve got a heartbeat irregularity and it needed to be looked at sooner rather than later. After being hooked up to several very clever machines (including a spot of topless cycling) I was informed that there’s some valve which isn’t closing properly. Luckily this is apparently nothing to really worry about. If only I’d known that last night when a google of the health sites (never a good idea at the best of times) turned up the words ‘fatal’ and ‘sudden death’ so often that I scared myself half out of my wits.

My friend Cindy and I are heading to Hamburg at the weekend, to watch St Pauli play live. We're also somehow going to have to find a way to follow Leeds v Southampton, since she's a Saints fan. It might be for the best that it's not on TV though, because one of us (let's face it, me) is likely to be depressed afterwards as we head out to the Reeperbahn.