Doubtful
I doubt the benefit of giving most people the benefit of the doubt
Every family has closets packed full of skeletons, but some rattle more loudly than others
Dem bones, dem bones Read More »
There is a real world described by science; and then there are many imaginary worlds, described by religion, and politics, and astrology, and the media, and psychics, and economists, and ideology, and common sense.
Following the example of Harry and Meghan I have decided to step back from being a senior royal. I just need the Queen to turn me into one first.
The first six or seven days of a new year, find me all at sixes and sevens: What year is this? What just happened? What happens next? How old am I? Did I just waste twelve whole months? Will I do better this year? Should I stop reading obituaries? What am I going to do
It would be good, now and then, to have a visitor from the future drop in, say “Hi, what year is this?”, and, on being told, reply “Oh, well, it will all be ok in the end, you know.” But what if he just frowned, thoughtfully?
We all know that Friday the Thirteenth is just another day, really. But it is good to be reminded, now and then, that our lives are subject to chance, accident, randomness, and that around every corner there may be a banana skin.
Black and blue Friday Read More »
However much I complain about the perils of old age, and I do, loudly, it is better than the alternative, much better.