R's rue

Dougal and Zebedee in "The Magic Roundabout" (BBC 1965-1977) Once I ran for buses and climbed stairs two at a time to reach the top quicker. I don't do that any more. Gradually such activities ceased. I don't know exactly when. Once I was like a jack-in-the-box. I would be working down at floor level and then I would leap up with no need to hold onto anything for support. It's not like that now. I need something to help me up. This has become painfully apparent over the last two weeks when I have been diligently decorating our front room. Sometimes I have been like a great sealion, floundering on the rocks, reaching out for the leg of the step ladder and a burst of energy. I fear I could end up lying there all night flapping my flippers while arrfing like a bull seal in distress. I have to  accept that when you are fast approaching seventy, it is unlikely that your body will function as it used to  - when you were young. Back then it was like a purring vehicl...

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My New York snow globe on the mantle  I sort of don’t know my arse from my elbow. I worked a long day Thursday , then covered a night for a colleague last night and am back doing overtime tomorrow on a long day.  This afternoon and evening I’m arranging fairy lights and eating comfort food. And that’s it. An articulate and rather passionate lady was collecting for the local food bank at Tesco’s  and an impromptu speech to shoppers had me moved to tears. So much so I left her with some selection boxes and tins of dog food.  She was aided by a rather charming looking Father Christmas with a big black beard  I could have have sat on his knee quite happily and shared my Christmas list  I’ve bought a cheap new phone too and a new unchewable cover , and apart from a brief conversation; with Mrs Trellis this morning , I’ve not seen anyone non work in days .  Mrs Trellis had brought me a homemade Christmas card made from cotton wool and twigs...