Despite the tiredness, pain, and uncertainty of recent weeks, there have also been plenty of occasions to smile, and, let's face it, plenty of opportunities to lash back gallons of wine. And beer. And a few Jamies. And sherry. And Baileys. And even (whisper it) some lemonade...
Creative Finty...
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- Random snaps - no particular order, no particular subject, just stuff. But stuff with a story to tell...
Reports of my demise...
Santy says "Believe"
...have, as the fella said, been greatly exaggerated. That's not to say I'm hoppin' round the garden, but I'm still here. Still in the same spot, still trying to work out what's goin' on with my flippin' body. Still hangin' on, like Santy on our Christmas tree, to that simple yet difficult thing - belief.
My Teddy Bear Uncle
In the run-up to Christmas we got an awful shock - my uncle Kev collapsed, and after three days on life support, he died. In the terrible sadness of the week, my cousin Michelle asked my to follow up on the Facebook post I'd written, and expand it for the memorial service. For those that couldn't be there, here's what I wrote...
High Tech, High Art, and Tongue-Filled Cheeks...
What do you get if you mix form, elegance and art with a brilliant team led by an inspiring woman whose love of technology is matched only by her sense of humour? Right! You get a typewriter that sends emails! You really gotta see this...
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Goin' Cold Turkey...
It had to happen I suppose, but a few weeks ago I finally reached the point where I'm thinkin' "y'know what? The side-effects from all the medication I'm on just aren't worth it." The slumps, the sweats, the dry-mouth, the tiredness, the sleepiness, the weight-gain, the insomnia, the aches, the shivers - I was gettin' em all, and for what? Precious little is what. So last week I sat down with my GP and began a "phased withdrawal" from my meds...
