This was to be my second talk at the ‘Shree Kutch Satsang Swaminarayan Temple’ or otherwise known as SKSST. I had spoken to the organiser a little while after the first chat and she had me in mind for another. I had told her she just needed to invite me, and it was that pesky little thing called Covid that had shunted it back a couple of years.Read More »
There are two un-nerving things about training other companies staff in the middle of a pandemic. One is when they decide that they are not going to be on camera for the whole duration, that could be for one or two days. The second thing is while they are wrapped up safely at home you are venturing out into the dangerous unknown just to give them a bit of training.
While they are sitting or sleeping there behind a static video screen, as the tutor you have to wonder what’s on the other side. Are they dressed? Are they nude? Are they watching daytime TV and just have you on in the background? Has lockdown turned them into friendly unkempt troglodytes? Read More »
It’s been a little difficult since I posted here last month. A friend that I went to secondary school with was given a devastating prostate cancer diagnosis.
Other than a brief initial conversation, he is not communicating with anyone. He will throw out the odd WhatsApp grenade where he expresses one of the recognised stages of grief according to Kübler-Ross,
I think sorrow needs to be in their somewhere but what do I know.Read More »
A friend asked me if I would have a chat with a guy that was recently diagnosed with prostate cancer.
I was only too happy to give him the talk that I never had and wished that I got. However, it would end up be me coming back, scratching and shaking my head.Read More »