Interesting month that October.
It started off early when I was sitting down just about to have a serious discussion with my Greggs baguette, Tottenham cake and orange juice. I don’t even know if I took a bite, when out of nowhere I had a heart attack.Read More »
For a while now, when I meet someone the first thing they usually tell me is that I look tired. I have tried laughing it off and telling people that I look worse than I feel and you can only want to throw something at someone so many times. The truth is I am either all right at that particular moment, tired or knackered. Unfortunately, I endure more of the latter two than anything else. Read More »
It’s been a quiet month by my usual standards.
By that I mean I have not been chased by anything on four legs, anyone on two legs or anything else for that matter. This month has included quite a lot of talking about prostate cancer in one form or another.
Back in January this year, I did an Awareness talk at a company called Sapio. I was fed and watered, very nicely, which always bodes well. There were 16 people in the office, that day, and I had 100% attendance. I was on a roll. They were engaged and enjoyed the presentation as much as I enjoyed giving it. That could have been the end of it but out of the blue I got a ping on LinkedIn that I had been tagged in a post. I usually get immediate feedback from the companies or associations that I speak at. Sapio, was no different on the day so this post was an amazing first that I will treasure. Read More »
My eldest, as it turns out, did have half a good idea when she suggested carrying some stones for my fox nemesis. The crap part of the suggestion was suggesting that I go out and gather stones and aiming them at the floor to scare him off, as opposed to a direct shot. The current tools were all reasonably close quarter fox ‘re-education devices’, the stones meant I could keep further away. I changed the stones to large metal nuts that I gleefully picked out, mumbling vengeance under my breath, in the hardware store. I weighed, calculated and scored the various bags of nuts. Not enough in the packet, too heavy, too light, too expensive and as Goldie locks would say this one was just right. Read More »
I Am The One In Three 