Moving through life's seasons
The other day I was reflecting on some of the daft situations I sometimes found myself in as an Officer working for the Probation Service. Virtually all of the daft situations were from Court. I might post some of these tales from the Court room, starting off with this one from Hereford Magistrates Court in the early 1990s. Continue reading “Tales from the Court room”
There are a few things going on which are starting to make me feel as if I’m starting to feel I’m back at work. This is not what retirement is meant to be about, or perhaps it is? The little YouTube clip of Yes Minister reminds me of my time in Probation so much and besides, it’s classic British comedy which I love. Continue reading “Starting to feel I’m back at work”
Time to post my position on Brexit. From the outset, let me make it clear I did NOT vote for Brexit and I certainly didn’t agree a referendum was such a great idea.
I recently clocked a Brexit related post on A Retirement Blog and I made a comment from which a nice little conversation flowed. Happily I broadly agreed with Carre Risover and Tracy Altieri who is from the US. Continue reading “My position on Brexit”
This was my very first visit to the velodrome and it was pretty exciting, definitely worth a blog post. It was my friend Steve who had spotted the opportunity a few months ago, so all was set for us to go and meet up with our mutual friends Andrew and Harry. Continue reading “Visit to the Velodrome”
As I’ve had my flippin’ catheter in me for six months, I thought I would jot down a few thoughts. Besides, my blog gets quite a few hits on this post written two weeks after I first had a catheter. There isn’t very much on the web about long term catheter use through personal experience, virtually everything is medically orientated and doesn’t describe what it actually means for the individual. Continue reading “Long term catheter use”
My elderly mother, well into her 80s, has been contributing to the ‘at the going down of the sun’ exhibition, currently on display at Bristol cathedral. A few days ago I had the opportunity to visit the exhibition with my mother. Continue reading “At the going down of the sun – exhibition”