There is a God
- until your Father dies.
@ 2014-07-20 – 17:00:13
There is a God
@ 2014-07-19 – 03:51:30
Will this night ever end?
@ 2014-07-18 – 22:05:36
It was lovely to see my mother at home today, aged 99. Exhausting, but simple.
@ 2014-07-18 – 10:59:26
Today is my mother's 99th birthday.
She lives at least 40 miles from here, and I don't feel at all like driving (after the stroke) but I have arranged for a friend of friend to drive me there and back.
In prospect it is feeling like quite an expedition.
@ 2014-07-16 – 01:52:48
Wind from nowhere. pumping me up.
@ 2014-07-13 – 23:58:01
Slowly Ibelieve I am geting better.
To be honest I still dom.t know what a stroke is.
@ 2014-07-11 – 20:08:56
I'm slowly recovering from I'm told was a mild srtroke. I long for excitement,moeified rapture,... Dare I long?
(Then, before I have time to post this, my sister phones wondering if our mum, 99 in a week, is very near to the end of her life)
@ 2014-07-10 – 23:48:46
I wish I didn't feel so full of it
@ 2014-07-09 – 03:13:33
Stomach in turmoil. Maybe the homeopathiic pills my carer has given me... not the time of day to check with her...
@ 2014-07-08 – 22:40:55
@ 2014-07-06 – 03:13:07
I'm so bored of being awake.
@ 2014-07-03 – 22:38:52
My therapist's adopted father died this evening, after days of not speaking or eating. She phoned to tell me; in a way she is my best friend, which may sound strange.
@ 2014-06-27 – 21:17:49
About 2 weeks ago? IN hospital in over a week. I haven't seen a doctor long enough to explain what a "little" stroke is. Still feel dizzy most of the time. Blood pressuure too high. Mostly in bed. Boring.
@ 2014-06-23 – 19:06:31
@ 2014-06-22 – 10:23:27
It's all because I wasn't born in the autumnn!
according to the latest research...
I supppose they were distracted by the German bombing raids.
@ 2014-06-20 – 22:06:16
@ 2014-06-20 – 04:39:28
Why do no birds sing?
@ 2014-06-19 – 11:02:41
(AND I DON'T SEEM TO BE ABLE TO STOP WRITING IN CAPS)
I spent a day in University College Hospital and then they (lovingly) shipped me down by ambulance of the Royal Brighton stroke ward. I was released home the day before yesterday and now I feel a bit emotionally numb, but cared about by friends and relations I didn't know I had. My sister is trying to be almost too helpful. More news soon, probablY.
@ 2014-06-05 – 22:16:35
@ 2014-06-02 – 08:27:13
It's only about 27 minutes past eight at the moment, and I'm too sleepy to explain, but today is the first day of the rest of my life.
@ 2014-05-25 – 10:17:04
...when we've got cuddly Nigel?
Lets tow our Islands down to the Bermuda Triangle!
And whose round is it?
@ 2014-05-16 – 21:26:44
I grow up before I die.
@ 2014-05-09 – 21:58:16
Sir Frobisher, the overweight UKIP eel,
Needed to find some scarlet lemon peel,
to ridicule a Dutchman.
"Ahem" said Fred, "the best place for that sort of thing
But he'd had too much flat beer and couldn't be arsed to remember.
@ 2014-05-08 – 21:52:44
"What the fuck's happened" I screamed, spitting over the left side of the pram, "to my COOL?"
"The next time you throw a wobbly, sweetheart," my mother decided, "I am going to hire a cardinal to make your supper."
Where did she get the money from? Dad wrote poetry, the kind that didn't rhyme.
@ 2014-05-08 – 20:13:36
...ought to mean something significant, surely?
@ 2014-05-02 – 21:53:32
The people who live in the big house opposite the block of flats where I live (ok, aka Old People's Home - hopefully I'm moving soon, it's really quie depressing) have just had the whole buiding repained - pink walls, white woodwork, with some hints of blue here and there.
It looks like an over-iced wedding cake.
I have yet tp identify the people who live there, but I do wonder if the marriage is in trouble. Or am I being too cynical?
@ 2014-04-30 – 23:00:41
Beer, the Fowerplot Men and Nigel Farange.
@ 2014-04-30 – 21:30:55
What this country really needs ia a Government of Teletubbies. Hug a Canvasser if they come round!
@ 2014-04-30 – 10:03:22
I have absolutely NO evidence of this absurd allegation, but it does make a good headline, doesn't it?
@ 2014-04-27 – 22:39:26
I keep seeing neat little piles of body parts, usually half=sized, lying around my flat - but also in the streets, or on Platform 1 of Portslade Station. "That'll be the Mitrozidroplan" a whitcoated man told me in a dream" but I gave up drugs of kinds four years ago, except for homeopathic, and heroin.