Mirror, mirror on the wall
One big advantage of being in bed a lot of the time is that I don’t see myself in a
Category: Thoughts
The problem with hedonism
(This is about care in it’s broadest sense) On the side of a Ryvita packet I read this: “There aren’t
Not with a bang but a whimper
There’s some classic lines in one of TS Elliot’s poems, The Hollow Men: This is the way the world ends
It’s not the despair, it’s the hope
There’s a comedy with John Cleese that has a great line in it. At a point in the story when
Towels have so many uses
I used to think towels were for drying. Or maybe, if it was big and multi-coloured then lying on and
Flash, bang, wallop, what a picture!
I have always enjoyed photography and still do, even in a wheelchair. My first camera, in 1972, was a Kodak
Laugh and the world laughs with you
“I have just had my third breakfast, so I should be OK till lunch at 1:30pm.” I was talking to
A room with a view
What a picture, what a photograph. No I shan’t finish the song. As I lie in bed about 90% of
The long goodbye
(No it’s not about death, nor is it a fictional thriller) Carers are more than friends, but not quite family,
A walk in the dark
Have you ever been wheeled along with your eyes closed? Perhaps on a hospital trip, or have a childhood memory
Mistakes, I’ve made a few
“I was wrong.” As Mary said this, I tried not to look surprised, but I was. It’s not something she
Home is where the heart is (Update)
We all know the expression, “Home is where the heart is.” It expresses the idea that home is not a
Memory
(Not about health) When you spend a lot of time in bed, you get a lot of thinking time. My
Consequences
Didn’t there used to be a game called consequences? Not sure I ever played it, I’m not really into board
I’m singing in the rain
“Oh no, I’ve given you another excuse to sing.” This said by one of my carers, after she inadvertently mentioned
Lovely day
As I sit in the conservatory at Cleve Spa Coffee shop, the tune playing in the main area is “Lovely
Me and my big mouth
I think you could say I am direct, blunt, in your face, a ‘say it as it is’ type of
Strangers on a train
“I just wish I could be spontaneous.” This was said by another wheelchair user on the train to Dawlish on
A fragrant offering
For Father’s Day, no don’t panic, it isn’t until 16th June. Mary is planning on buying me some aftershave. No,
Science fiction or fact
“Pass me the proton gun”. That’s what I felt like saying after I heard that one of my tablets is
