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Tag Archives: Troy
I remember thinking this before…maybe it was when someone else died…I could see myself on a train…and on this train I’m chugging along and I’m looking out the window and people get on and I am with them and after … Continue reading
There are times in everyone’s life when something happens that marks a boundary…when things will never be as they were; when things are going to be different.
This morning, this arrived in my inbox:
Cat Troy has not been up the 13 or so steps to the first floor of our house since about April – it’s a painfully slow, one-step-at-a- time process, for a cat who used to race up and down the … Continue reading
The indignities of old age. Your bowels and bladder have a mind of their own, everything aches, you are unsteady on your feet and you can’t hear any more. I’m guessing this is what our cat, Troy was thinking when … Continue reading
On 31st Dec 1969, I remember thinking that it was pretty awesome that we were moving into a whole new decade… and then that got me thinking about the year 2000….when it would surely be like 2001 A Space Odyssey… … Continue reading
Look away ye squeamish among you… I loved biology at school but had to give it up as I refused to dissect an eyeball… however, yesterday morning I was wielding a sharp, large-bladed knife and hacking chicken thighs into tiny … Continue reading
I did it….went out with nothing else but my gym clothes and walked the 2 miles to the gym. And back again. On the way I found a workman with a pile of cement and a cement-y puddle of water … Continue reading
Brushing my teeth has become very painful indeed. This is because I do it standing on a golf ball. On physio Piotr’s advice, I have now graduated from massage with the yellow spikey ball (it is not painful enough now!) … Continue reading