The death, today, has been announced of Common Sense. It is with a sad heart that we say a final fare-thee-well to our old friend. Truth be told he was in ill health for many a long year, but these past few years his decline has been more marked. Once a well known figure, respected … Continue reading Death Notice.
If I do not talk to you in person very much; if I leave a meeting quietly; if I am in a lift (elevator) with you - and others - and I'm looking at the floor; if I seemingly ignore you, I am not being rude. I am not being high 'n' mighty. I do … Continue reading Who Am I?
It literally sucks the life out of you. It sucks until there is nothing left, and you have been left high and dry. But . . . . . . I wonder if I have been using it as a bit of a crutch, as a bit of an excuse, recently. Bumping along on the … Continue reading Depression Sucks – But . . .
I can only assume that National Express West Midlands employees are given Horlicks as part-payment for wages. Two heartless, jobsworth people this morning. One a driver who shook his head at me as I indicated I would like on. He was at the stop, and had moved c. 3 inches, but had to stop to … Continue reading The milk of human kindness curdled again this morning.
Sometimes life stinks. Ho-hum... Oor wee Max might have Cushing's. More tests required to confirm. We had him at the vet on Friday to take some blood, and the results came in yesterday. Back to the vets this afternoon. Sometimes life stinks.
This is also me - Kim is stressed & depressed; Lack of money due to elderly dog and other problems; Worried about Kim; Thorn in the flesh not f***ing going away; Own Depression & Stress; Not wanting to deal with other people's problems (i.e. not wanting to come to work - especially in an open-plan … Continue reading This Is Me –
The older I become - or the further in time the years become - the fewer reasons I find to laugh. It's just not funny anymore. Everything. Life. Work. Experiences. Failure. Success. Regrets. Goals. Reasons. Don't misunderstand me. I'm not a grumpy old man. I'm nearly 53, so definately middle-aged, and I am prone to … Continue reading It’s Not (Often) Funny Anymore.
Attempted break-in at our house;Attempted break-in at mother-in-law's house;Central Heating broken;Kim really suffering with her depression;Doubts about predestination and election;Suicidal thoughts;Not wanting to leave the house;Hating myself;Doubts about work;Not able to stop Lizzy (our wee black X-breed) from weeing in the house;Money;Marriage;Self-Esteem;Life...
Sex, Drugs, Music, Hate, Love, Prayer, Satan, God, Poetry, Sport, Family, Work, School, Friends, Fighting, Humour, Science, nothing...
Anthem for Doomed Youth BY WILFRED OWEN What passing-bells for these who die as cattle? — Only the monstrous anger of the guns. Only the stuttering rifles' rapid rattle Can patter out their hasty orisons. No mockeries now for them; no prayers nor bells; Nor any voice of mourning save the choirs,— The shrill, demented … Continue reading Lest We Forget…