Looking back on March

I've decided to briefly reflect on the past month of March - my thoughts on a month when so much happened, not all of it good. Of course the last month will be remembered for two main events - the loss of Malaysian flight MH370 and Russia's intervention in Crimea - two events we thought were impossible in 2014.
We have been reminded that despite the wonders of modern day technology which track our every movement, it is still possible to lose an aircraft laden with passengers and crew. I have no doubts that everything possible is being done to locate the aircraft, though I can't help thinking that simple things could have been done to make the task a whole lot easier. One suggestion has been to make the 'black box' flight recorder float and the other has been to make the locator beacon more powerful with greater range and longer battery life. Both of these are easy to implement. In fact they were recommended some time ago but have yet to be acted upon.
March was also the month when East confronted West over Ukraine and Russia annexed Crimea in a move that risked returning us to the dark and fearful days of the Cold War. The question on everyone's lips was whether Russia would encroach deeper into Western Ukraine and other ex-Soviet states. Such a move would undoubtedly provoke a response from NATO which could easily lead to a full-on confrontation with all the dangers that would bring. It was all frankly unthinkable but everyone was wondering where it would all lead, though few dared talk about it. Thankfully, they are talking - the Russians and Americans that is, and this is good. Regardless of who called who, the only answer to this mess is through diplomacy and there is still hope that a solution can be found though I suspect relations will have been damaged for a long time to come. I always find in these situations, it is good to get the perspective of other news outlets for a balanced view on what is really going on. It is so easy to believe everything we see and hear. Look beyond our shores and we find a different view and perspective on events.
March was the month when I started insulin injections. I've been diabetic for some time now and it was controlled by various tablets quite well. I was always told that diabetes is something that will gradually get worse and more difficult to control so I knew it was only a matter of time before I would need insulin. I'm used to injecting - I've been on Lyxumia for some time and its appetite suppressing effect has allowed me to lose a lot of weight. Unfortunately as my weight has reduced, my blood sugar level has increased. I'm currently on 18 units of insulin each day and this is increased by two units every two days until my morning blood sugar reading is at or below 7.0 mmol. A treat of a cream cake earlier today sent my blood sugar level to 23.5 mmol, a stark reminder of how easy it is to give in to temptation and for my body to react - in my case with countless visits to the loo.
This month saw our bus project begin. We were able to draft in some extra help enabling us to access the engine for the first time and to attempt to charge the batteries.

Sadly the batteries won't hold any charge so we have issued a plea for replacements and a mechanic to give the engine the once-over prior to getting the bus MOT'd. I'm reminded that we have a 'long road ahead of us' but with more people involved, the more likely we are to get her back on the road where she belongs.
March 22nd was the day my brother-in-law married his childhood sweetheart at a ceremony held at Orton Hall in Peterborough. It was a day I will certainly never forget and I will remain forever proud of my son who performed his duty as ring-bearer perfectly.

Despite an ominous forecast, the weather for the ceremony and the photographs that followed was just right providing a bright blue sky for an already stunning backdrop. It really couldn't have been better.

Finally, today was the day that the clocks changed and we woke this morning to find that our 8 O'Clock's were 9 O'Clock's and our 9 O'Clock's were 10 O'Clock's and that we'd missed Broadcasting House. The people of Crimea woke to find that their 8 O'Clock was in fact 10 O'Clock having joined 'Moscow Time', thus cementing their reunion with the Russian Federation. I confess still getting used to it and as I glance out of my office, I see that it is still quite light. Despite having changed all the clocks in the house, there will still be one that I've missed! Farewell March. You reminded us of how big the world still is and that we have changed little in the last 25 years.