Then examining the finds
Doing the archaeology of your life involves digging down through the layered years until you reach cot rock.
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literature
All my troubles seemed so far away
When you are young you measure time in hours and days. In midlife you think in terms of months and years. Late in life you think at least in decades, and, horrifyingly often, a half century seems like a convenient measurement for events that seem like only yesterday.
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Deathly prose
Many murder mysteries are so badly written that by the time you reach the end you feel like killing yourself.
All creatures
A lifetime caring for animals is a life well lived. A lifetime killing animals not so much.
Two roads diverge
For some life is like a stroll down a country lane, pausing here and there to smell the flowers or hear a bird singing. For others life is like a walk down a city road battling crowds of people jostled and pushed, ears deafened by noise. Sadly the road you take is decided for you
Told you I was sick
Old age and hypochondria go together like Steptoe’s horse and carriage
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Catch me if you can
If you can’t write something original, best not to write anything at all.
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On the road again
A runaway bus with your number on it, a heart attack, a crazed terrorist, a pot falling from a balcony, a cosmic ray hitting a cell nucleus. Will you make it home again from the supermarket?