Category Archives: death
thick and black
“I have never seen Vegemite spread so thickly“, said my American work colleague, staring at my lunch of wholemeal sourdough toast with a thick black covering. Although it was actually Marmite, not the American-owned Vegemite, the point was taken nonetheless. … Continue reading
The answer from a banana
I am currently reading a brilliant book – A Line Made By Walking, by Sara Baume. In the book a young woman, Frankie, retreats to her (dead) grandmother’s bungalow to reflect on life and death, and a lot more besides. … Continue reading
My performance in bed
I woke about 20 minutes before my alarm this morning. There’s no point trying to get back to sleep in that situation – I’ll just lie there thinking “my alarm is about to go off“, until it does. So I … Continue reading
Going the whole distance
I saw my GP, Dr M, yesterday – for a new annual referral to my cancer doctor and a renewal of the prescription for the drug I hope will prevent a heart attack. As I was leaving, I mentioned that … Continue reading
the sins of the father
“Australian” says the sticker the librarian has applied to this book. I guess Australians want to read about themselves? Maybe the designation is for the benefit of the large number of library users who come from other countries and want … Continue reading
colon count
As I count down the days to my colonoscopy, and after reading Anton Enus’s story, another story caught my eye. Leigh Sales tweeted: The term “journalist” is often misused (opinionistas claiming to be one etc) – this is an actual … Continue reading
Critical measurements
I’m the sort of person who likes to quantify, measure and record the data for future reference. Perhaps I’m a little obsessive. Here are two graphs of aspects of my health which show trends in opposite directions, but which are … Continue reading
