What\’s the old saying – \”if you are not left wing at 25 you are hard-hearted, if not right wing at 35 you are soft-headed\”? And I might add if you are fascist at 75 you\’ve joined a big club. I have headed in the opposite direction – I wonder how many of my peers […]
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My apologies for this rush of posts, or, if you prefer, bag of xmas presents. These have mostly been stored in my fevered brain, but I haven\’t felt well enough to post them until now. Hope they are not overwhelming…
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I have much, very much, to be grateful for in my life. But I am particularly grateful that I never had to earn money by appearing in a fast food/take-away food commercial.
You spend your life collecting accumulating things. Beautiful things Interesting things Historic things Personal things Family things Reminder things. And then one day near the end of life you have to throw them all out.
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Our latest family member Violet. A rescue dog, whose history has obviously been so bad (including a puppy farm and then dumped) she doesn\’t bark, rarely wags a tail, reluctant to eat and drink, and just wants to hide in her new bed. A long path to recovery. Oh, and she\’s a Cavalier King Charles,
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Reading about D-Day the 6th of June 1944 again to mark the 80th (!) anniversary. The initial stages featured paratroopers and gliders. These planes were full of professional soldiers who had spent the previous two years getting supremely fit and training with equipment. Many of the gliders and transports were hit by flak and simply
Occurs to me that there are probably next to none comedians in Iran and none at all in North Korea. Could we then construct a Comedy Index of number of comedians per head of population, the higher the CI the more civilised the country? But then what about the USA in the era of Trump?
As the days dwindle down I find it increasingly hard to read books. Hell, I can barely manage to write them.
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Turning 79 is not nothing but it has that last of the summer wine vibe (or perhaps more accurately dregs of the summer wine). Turning 80 on the other hand will be entering an unknown land that no one escapes alive. \”Not cheery\”? Not cheery.
