Category: life
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It’s late on Friday night, and I’m wondering if my body has started to turn a corner. After a week taking steroids and antibiotics, I took the last of them this morning. The cough is nowhere near as bad as it has been, and I have been able to help out a little more with…
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On the way home from visiting my parents last night, after being sick for the better part of two weeks, my other half pretty much ordered to me to book a doctors appointment. The confirmation came through within a couple of hours (while still en-route – it’s a long way), for an appointment the same…
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Greetings from deepest, darkest Cornwall, where I’m visiting my parents for the weekend. After arriving late on Friday evening, we wandered into Looe on Saturday – known from a recently famous television show as “Shipton Abbot”. We wandered around the town, half-expecting to walk into the characters from the TV show. Today – Sunday –…
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After a week and a half struggling with a cough and cold, I’m finally starting to feel better this morning – or at least if I sit quietly, I don’t cough my lungs up. My head still slowly fills with snot though. Too much? Sorry. It always interests me that when you’re properly sick, entire…
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After signing myself off work sick last Wednesday, I returned to work on Thursday and Friday even though I was quite obviously getting worse. Even missing a day caused so much paperwork that I didn’t dare contemplate taking any further time off. I got markedly worse over the weekend. I think perhaps Saturday night was…
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I’m not entirely sure where today has gone. One of the kids brought a pretty awful virus into the house, and it got me. I think this might be the first day I’ve had off work for over a year. You wouldn’t believe how long that first paragraph took to write – replete with spelling,…
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After several months chasing our own tails, we invited some friends over last night. There really wasn’t much of a plan – other than escaping from each other’s normal lives for a few hours. We filled the table up with bread, cheese, crackers, and wine and caught up properly with each other’s adventures. I’m often…
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I’m sitting in the dark of the junk room at home, sipping a celebratory cup of coffee and listening to a largely forgettable “jazz café” playlist after climbing something of a mountain today. A mountain only I know exists. You know the scene in “Contact”, where they receive the encoded message via the “Very Large…
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We went out for breakfast this morning at the café where my middle daughter works (or rather, one of the places she works – she now has two jobs). The owner came over and sat with us for a few minutes – we’ve known him for years – our children were all at school together.…
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At five fifty five this morning my body woke me up, and I switched off the alarm I had carefully set the previous night. I’m mysteriously good at doing that. An hour later I picked up train tickets from the automated machine on the platform in town, and began the long journey into the heart…

