As winter ends, so the desire to run further builds. I always think of Wordsworth in March. His poem, The First Mild Day of March is one I memorised many years ago. I use it to lull me to sleep [...]
It’s now light when I leap out of bed every morning. The first thing I do, before preparing breakfast, is too look out at the garden. I talk to it, ever keen to see more growth and flowers. [...]
The doctor wants to speak to me next Wednesday. It is a little depressing that I can list so many reasons why he would want to speak to me. For certain, he will not say ‘congratulations, [...]
I miss the peasants. Don’t define the word as demeaning a person. A peasant is somebody who was tied to the land, often too little land. They had no chance of ever improving their [...]
Skin lesions are the bane of my life. Firstly, I need to moisturise them each night before bed. Secondly, a new lesion seems to pop up every morning. Okay, so I exaggerate a little! These lesions [...]