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(personal reflection) Following on from last week, an ECG confirms that I have (dramatic pause) a normal heart- much to general surprise. My uncontactable doctor’s reception, with the “unmanagable” volume of calls, phones me twice, with the same info, so I’m really sure. More digging holes in the garden and lifting heavy objects, the actualContinue reading “It’s a Dog’s Life”

(It’s been ages…) Sometimes life just gets in the way. The endless cycle of work sleep eat (or sleep work eat), the little domestic chores, and larger tasks of, “you’ve been promising to fix that for a long time” combine to steal away the idle minutes normally spent in reflection. Also, it’s that time ofContinue reading “It’s a Dog’s Life…”

(disconnect) I was staying in a cottage in the lake district for a few days. It’s a place we’ve been before, both Cumbria in general – a regular meet for friends who are long since family, and this particular house, which, while it has it’s shortcomings, meets many of our needs comfortably. On this vistContinue reading “It’s a Dog’s Life…”

Well, the roof did not blow away entire, just a third of the ridge cap. That is still an 8 foot strip of aluminium, and I have no clue where it wound up, not in our garden anyway… Several sheets of lead – folded like kit-kat wrappers – remain held in place by their ownContinue reading “It’s a Dog’s Life…”

(Cars 2… not the film) There are those for whom the purchase of a new car would be pleasure and delight. I suspect it will surprise no-one, that I am not such a person. I do not like car sales, or sales persons (and not just for cars). Everyone has the right to earn aContinue reading “It’s a Dog’s Life…”

(Fast) Tomorrow I go into hospital for a very minor op (I am expected to live), however in preperation, today I am required to fast (nothing solid). As anyone who has been here (and this will be my third ? time) will know, “fast” is completely the wrong word for the day. I have exercised,Continue reading “It’s a Dog’s Life…”

(MOT) It was my Dad’s wisdom that “if you own a car, you’re never done putting your hand in your pocket”. It was an observation he’d arrived at from a long experience of buying second hand, maintaining them himself*, and selling them at a loss. My school mates were astonished that we’d had dozens ofContinue reading “It’s a Dog’s Life…”

(storming) Enough of the wibbly wobbly existential philosophising, time to point and shout!!! What I am pointing at is not in fact: The stuff flapping like a tinfoil wrapper is lead sheeting about 5mm thick. So it was a severe, nae very severe, storm… I accept. Do I complain about the rain of slates aroundContinue reading “It’s a Dog’s Life…”

(aw) I’m reliably informed that “awe” is good for you. No I don’t mean – “Aww, Tony’s got the cold again”. I was thinking more of the “wow! I can see six of the planets at the one time” kind of awe. Well three at least, Saturn, it turns out is drowned out by Venus,Continue reading “It’s a Dog’s Life…”

Svelte, trim, skinny, slim… words that are not used to describe, well, me at least. Yes, yes, there was a time about a million years ago when I could have been mistaken for two pencils, couldn’t we all? Exercise, such that I do, is not expected to produce any real reduction in…shall we say frontage?Continue reading “It’s a Dog’s Life…”