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, [...]
When I think of the royal we(e), urinary retention comes to mind. That little gland is a damn nuisance, not just to Charles but to me. I have had trouble for years and only recently spoke to a [...]
Exercise is medicine and is also therapy. Exercise is also rare, rarer than hen’s teeth, especially if you are over 10 years of age! The exercise is medicine reference arose when I joined a [...]
I am not writing this thinking it might be the last item I ever write, but who really knows. I am coming to terms with age. This problem, of not looking forward, as I did up to age 60 or more, is [...]
Running to Castleton is a joy, call it tough love if you prefer. The rain has lashed down and it’s been really cold these past few weeks. Ann and I had to review our usual run, which was [...]
Back in a past life, I attended a gym in Croydon. As a weedy individual, it was a little scary. Hulking male bodies abounded, all wearing ripped t-shirts. What was that all about? The muscles on [...]
We planned a four day visit to Llanberis, a stomping ground of mine in the sixties. The second day looked the best so we planned a run, but what to do? We fancied Snowdon but the climb of over [...]
I have been retired now for 17 years. If I am honest, I never expected to live a long time. However, still being alive means I must know something of value, or am I just lucky? My leukaemia still [...]
Well, off we toddled to another parkrun. It’s not a race of course, so no pressure. Why then do I feel anxious? That is because I am really assessing my state as I pass another age [...]
I am relaxing these days reading a book to Ann, in bed. Firstly, she bought me the book for my 77th birthday. Secondly, she still refuses to believe that I am 77, that it is some sort of dream. [...]