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 »
This has been a busy month with regards to talking about prostate cancer related matters. I spoke to two men about prostate cancer, one post operation and the other pre operation. I manned a prostate cancer table, awaiting my radiation therapy results, took myself abroad on holiday, started training for the 10K chocolate run and delivered a prostate cancer awareness talk.
Phew!
Wouldn’t have it any other way!
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 was a humid early morning in July 1975 and Lieutenant RL Anderson of the Hopewell Police Department was conducting a routine patrol in his squad car. He was passing the Allied plant, which at the time one was one of the worlds largest chemical plants, situated next to the James river in Hopwell, Virginia, USA. He observed two men standing at the back of a pickup truck with a 250 gallon tank in it. Nothing unusual there you might think. However, the men were pouring a fuming liquid into a pit, not a lined pit however, just a hole in the ground. The plume this liquid created could be seen from quite a distance. Lieutenant Anderson didn’t know if what they were doing was authorised or legal so he noted it in his report to his superiors and that’s where it remained. Read More »
I Am The One In Three 