Hot And Cold

Hello dear readers!

Oops, I did it again.

No, I did not play with your heart, or indeed get lost in any games (I had to google the lyrics, honest). What I did do however is miss another instalment of this increasingly less than weekly blog. Sorry.

The reason for this egregious oversight? Well it had a little to do with fatigue, a little to do with frustration, and a lot to do with a fridge.

All Downhill

Hello dear readers!

Today you join a tired wreck of a blogger.

This is not just the ‘normal’ Multiple Sclerosis related haunting weariness that I am quickly getting far too used to. No, this is more of a physical tiredness, a tiredness of muscle and sinew, and it all stems back to yesterday, and one sentence, uttered by Tina, my very own lovely lady wife.

“Shall we go for a walk?”

Love And Flowers

Hello dear readers!

Love is the greatest thing, the oldest yet the latest thing.

Or so the song says anyway. In this time of ideologically driven austerity coupled with my own less than perfect health and subsequent joblessness, it’s also something else. Something that, personally at least, seems more profound than any song lyrics.

It’s bloody expensive.

The Long And The Short Of It

Hello dear readers!

This week you join a rather relieved, yet strangely apprehensive blogger.

The reason for this lies in a quite imasportant appointment that yours truly attended last Monday. It was one of those. An occasion I’ve been waiting for for some time. An appointment I’ve been building up in my mind as a daunting and somewhat scary experience.

Slightly disappointingly it turned out to be… Not that bad.

Panic Stations

Hello dear readers!

Yup, I blipped again.

You’re not imagining things. Last weeks blog post was indeed absent, something that has occurred more than once of late. I might have a little re-think and move to fortnightly post but, If I’m honest I’m not sure that that would solve the issue.

You see there was a reason for this aberration.

The Doubt Of The Benefit

Hello dear readers!

Boy, am I nervous, and I mean really nervous.

It’s odd really as the reason for this anxiety lies a couple of weeks in the future, and I’m not usually one to worry that far in advance. In fact, if anything the accusation has been made my faire lies a little too much on the laissez (or should that be lazy) side of things. Comparisons to a particularly chilled out and perhaps only semi-conscious sloth may have occasionally been mentioned.

That being said, this is a biggie. A real watershed moment.

Weight for it

Hello dear readers!

And welcome to the first post of the year. Yay!

Last week I talked about the end of a particularly tumultuous year and how I wanted to put that firmly in the rear view mirror and concentrate on getting the best out of 2018.

This has not changed, but in the last couple I’ve been hit particularly hard by the undeniable realisation that I’m taking something into the new year that I thought I’d neatly disposed of.