Nine Summers: Our Mediterranean OdysseyAllen & Unwin, 1940 M01 1 - 336 páginas When surgeon Felix Huber was diagnosed with a rare cancer at age 60, he and his university lecturer wife, Rina, had a choice: draw inwards and eke out whatever time he might have left, or gamble on the future and live out their long-held fantasy of sailing the Mediterranean. The couple, sweethearts since childhood, chose to celebrate life. They had nine glorious summers of adventuring together, sailing from port to port around France, Italy, Greece and more offbeat destinations on their yacht. Along the way, they were befriended by locals, marooned in a hidden smugglers' harbour, and introduced to joyous new tastes and sights at every stop. There were numerous health dramas along the way which tested their optimism and their determination, but throughout it all the couple stayed positive and treasured living their dream. This is their heart-warming story. |
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... night shift has already come on.' A nurse walked in. 'I'd like to take your blood pressure and temperature, Dr Huber, then I'll leave you alone.' 'Sure.' As soon as she'd walked out, a cheerful young doctor came in. 'Good day, Tom, so ...
... night shift has already come on.' A nurse walked in. 'I'd like to take your blood pressure and temperature, Dr Huber, then I'll leave you alone.' 'Sure.' As soon as she'd walked out, a cheerful young doctor came in. 'Good day, Tom, so ...
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... night. When our daughter Julie arrived in the evening, she could barely contain her tears. We phoned our son David in London. No matter how hard Felix tried to lighten the atmosphere, a dark cloud pressed down on us. At midnight, Felix ...
... night. When our daughter Julie arrived in the evening, she could barely contain her tears. We phoned our son David in London. No matter how hard Felix tried to lighten the atmosphere, a dark cloud pressed down on us. At midnight, Felix ...
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... night then work the following day. Warm rays streamed through the blinds and woke me. Gold patterns danced on the brown rush wallpaper. Were they telling me something? I looked at the time. 6.59 am, time for the news. No, not today, I ...
... night then work the following day. Warm rays streamed through the blinds and woke me. Gold patterns danced on the brown rush wallpaper. Were they telling me something? I looked at the time. 6.59 am, time for the news. No, not today, I ...
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... night before collapsing into bed. The following morning we took the tube to South Kensington and walked to the Royal Marsden Hospital for Cancer. London squares were in full autumn regalia, and squirrels scuttled among gold and amber ...
... night before collapsing into bed. The following morning we took the tube to South Kensington and walked to the Royal Marsden Hospital for Cancer. London squares were in full autumn regalia, and squirrels scuttled among gold and amber ...
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... night. Felix ate and drank as usual, then we spread out the blankets and held hands. I shut my eyes. Felix had no problems going to sleep and keeping everything under control. But my heart was pounding, my brain buzzing. 'How does he ...
... night. Felix ate and drank as usual, then we spread out the blankets and held hands. I shut my eyes. Felix had no problems going to sleep and keeping everything under control. But my heart was pounding, my brain buzzing. 'How does he ...
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