30th December. Well- we’re all up to date. Today’s post is on the same day I finished writing it. It’s a bit of a longer one than usual, so you’ll need to concentrate… Continue reading “Count your blessings and the meaning of life.”
Suffer the little children
27th December
When I was little, my mum dragged me along to church. My stomach rumbled and the music was awful, and it smelled a bit musty and old- like most of the congregation. Continue reading “Suffer the little children”
A bracing wind of (loose) change
24th December – alternative title; ‘Money isn’t everything.’
We arrived at the airport with two hours to spare. This is so we can walk around the place, tutting at the prices, without actually buying anything. Continue reading “A bracing wind of (loose) change”
Lorenzo’s oil and having fun with your friends
22nd December (posted on 27th)
Fun is dead- its official, according to our health and safety laws. In Italy you can clamber all over their ancient ruins- they’re so common you see. Continue reading “Lorenzo’s oil and having fun with your friends”
Fight the good fight
21st December – winter solstice (posted on 261216)
We’re the exact opposite of basking lizards – my daughter Emily and me.
The cold blooded lizard suns itself on a rock, to warm itself, then scurries off to go about its daily business of catching flies. Continue reading “Fight the good fight”
A ship of fools
20th December (posted 25th December-Christmas Day)
My mates took me out for a beer recently. Michael, Paul and Paul.
It was my first, post diagnosis excursion and they vowed to cheer me up.
In fact Michael dubbed all of us, ‘the prostate posse.’ Continue reading “A ship of fools”
A toast to health, happiness and absent friends
24th December (Christmas Eve)
We could barely keep our eyes open and it was only 9.30 pm.
Mind you we had been up virtually all night the night before- travelling to our holiday. Lucky us again! Continue reading “A toast to health, happiness and absent friends”
A blessing from the Pope
19th December (what? I wrote 3 posts the same day-I’ve got time on my hands!)
Pope Francis is the head of the Catholic Church. I always thought that the pomp and ceremony that goes with this role was distinctly un-Christian. Continue reading “A blessing from the Pope”
Nutty as a Christmas fruitcake
19th December (again)
When I started to write this blog- two, long months ago, there were suggested phrases for the ‘about me’ page. One read ‘Hi I’m Miguel- I like pina-coladas and dancing in the rain.’ I thought about keeping it for mine- just for a laugh.
The height of fashion
19th December (again)
‘She looks lovely in all of it’
‘Why doesn’t any of it look good on me?’ my wife, and other ladies of a certain age remarked, at the one-woman fashion show that takes place every day at the Torviscus Playa. A very shapely and attractive Tenerifian woman; ochre, unblemished skin. Jet black hair. Continue reading “The height of fashion”