A book by its cover…

Have you seen the recent YouTube clip of Jonathan and Charlotte’s audition for “Britain’s Got Talent?” Once again Simon Cowell put his foot in it. He took one look at the shy, overweight young man as he walked out on stage and turned to whisper to his fellow judges, “Just when you think it couldn’t get worse.” (Mind you, he could have been referring to the lovely Charlotte’s decision to wear boots with an otherwise smart outfit of red jacket and black pants… … … Nah!) You’d think he’d have learned his lesson from Susan Boyle but no, his bias against fat, not-so-fashion-conscious and not-so-pretty people once again reared its ugly head. And, sadly, most of the audience were right there...

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Warning: Wedding evokes feelings and stuff…

The Old Boy and I attended a wedding on the weekend. He was the officiating minister, which was a delight for me. Partly because I’m always proud of what a great job he does and partly because he looks drop-dead gorgeous in a suit. (He only wears them for weddings and funerals.) The time spent at the marriage celebrations evoked in me all sorts of emotions and memories. We first met the bride when she was just a little girl. She and her family lived in the country town where the Old Boy had his first posting as a pastor. As is the way in small towns, we got to know her family, including her grandparents, very well. The bride’s grandmother, Ruth, was my friend. When I was first diagnosed with cancer Ruth was very upset. She was scared that I would...

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Three cheers for the Hague

So, Lubanga has been found guilty. It couldn’t have happened to a more deserving fellow. ‘Who’s that?’ I hear you ask. He’s described as a ‘Congolese rebel leader’ but I think that’s too polite. I call him a wicked murdering scumbag cockroach – and that’s when I’m feeling magnanimous. He trained his men to kidnap, co-erce, terrify and torture children, forcing them to join his band as either child-soldiers or sex-slaves. Roll out the mill-stone!, I say. (In case you don’t get the reference, I’m quoting Jesus: “If anyone causes one of these little ones who believe in me to sin, it would be better for him if a large millstone were hung around his neck and he were drowned at the...

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Have pen, will correct!

While I’ve been ill I haven’t managed to do any work; either my own or for my clients. For a while there I was so ill I didn’t even care. Then, as my health began to improve, I was frustrated but still unable to think long enough, or clearly enough, to do anything. In the past week I’ve managed to do a little reading. Unlike my usual style of devouring a book in a matter of hours, one tome lasted for several days. I put it down to the phenomenon of falling asleep after every chapter. This is no comment on the quality of the story-teller; I fell asleep after getting dressed, after feeding the dog, after going to the toilet… However – put it down to not-well-therefore-crabby – I became more and more irked by the wanton...

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Did you miss me?

In reply to the myriad of concerned emails, facebook wall postings and queries sent to this website, I apologise for the missed post last week. I had no idea so many people would be disconcerted and emotionally deprived! (Don’t cut yourself on the sarcasm, it can sting like lemon juice on a paper cut!) I’ve had a severe reaction to the medication given through the IV a couple of weeks ago. The only thing I can compare the pain to, was when I had shingles in my left eye. In both cases the painkillers were a joke. I couldn’t walk properly; I needed help to get back off the toilet; I couldn’t hold a mug and consequently haven’t had a cup of coffee for over two weeks now. The headache and neck pain was so severe I could barely stand to...

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