Yearning for the estuary

I am back home. Tired, so very tired, yet much better. Much improved. My blood pressure is excellent as are my heart, my lungs, my kidneys, my liver and quite probably my sausages. I cannot speak highly enough about the Royal Marsden. The staff there are the very best. And Lamps is a very goodContinue reading “Yearning for the estuary”

Derailed

The train trundles onwards until suddenly, shockingly, it doesn’t. My second cycle of chemotherapy was cut unexpectedly short on account of me almost dying. Normally I avoid drama in these blog posts. Drama is messy, we shy away from it. Better to avoid mentioning difficult subjects, at most allude indirectly and in passing. But sometimesContinue reading “Derailed”

My toecaps sparkle now

Book of the month How little we understand the worlds in which we live, both the interior world and the one outside us. Visuals of the month I am a lazy sonAnd I never get things done‘Cause we’re made up of water but… https://www.tate.org.uk/whats-on/tate-liverpool/jmw-turner-with-lamin-fofana-dark-waters Food of the month It’s chimken time! Tech of the monthContinue reading “My toecaps sparkle now”