Travels With My Celia(c)

Travels With My Celia(c)Celia Miller was a wife, well respected barrister, successful racehorse owner and breeder, mother, breast cancer survivor, grandmother and an extensive and intrepid traveller. Tragically, Celia died on the 11th of December 2007, of a secondary squamous cell carcinoma of the heart, as an age of just fifty nine. She had been ill for only two months and had vainly fought the illness with all the courage and fortitutude that she could muster. Trivially in

Celia Miller was a wife, well-respected barrister, successful racehorse owner and breeder, mother, breast-cancer survivor, grandmother and an extensive and intrepid traveller.

Tragically, Celia died on the 11th of December 2007, of a secondary squamous cell carcinoma of the heart, as an age of just fifty-nine. She had been ill for only two months and had vainly fought the illness with all the courage and fortitutude that she could muster.

Trivially in 2003, I was diagnosed as a coeliac. This means that I have a gluten-intolerance and can't eat any wheat, barley or rye. So that means I can't eat bread, beer or pasta.

But that doesn't mean I can't enjoy life.

Hence the title of this book, which is a sideways look at travel with the woman you love and the condition that sometimes can give you an awful surprise or even a very hard kick.

But I'd rather be a coeliac, than suffer Celia's rare and fatal cancer.

James Miller
June 1st, 2008