I received my 3 yearly mammogram invitation in the post back in August. It can’t be three years since the last one can it? (see further musings on the nature of Time here.) Enclosed with the letter was an NHS leaflet entitled ‘Helping you Decide’ … Continue reading Mammogram Madness
Dear Blog that no one reads, (except for my mum, dad, sister, brother-in-law, a couple of nieces and two sons, for which I’m very grateful.) You have become my online friend – does this mean I’m a middle-aged saddo? (no answers on a postcard please.) … Continue reading To Host or not To Host – that is the question
I’m 54 years old but I won’t be for long. The middle-aged bell is tolling and it tolls for me - am I really half a century old? We all know that Time and Tide Wait for No Man, as St Marher so very nearly said … Continue reading How Did It Get So Late So Soon?
We live in politically correct times. Every difference must be incorporated into the homogeneous whole. Every obnoxious, recalcitrant school-age child must be kowtowed to and understood. Provision must be made for every disability in and outside the workplace. The disabled grace our screens in an … Continue reading Try Singing It Instead
Dear Blog As you've entirely supplanted the real-world diary I kept for years and years, I thought I would start including (occasionally) some personal type stuff in amongst my very, very interesting posts; the ones which always receive lots of comments and such like (thanks … Continue reading Art Stuff