Poor me another drink,
Soothe me
Comfort me,
Don’t face me with facts.
Monthly Archives: November 2022
Revelation #1 & the day I was kicked-out of Waitrose
If my mind is stolen,
and I acquire a Union Jack tattoo, you will know the experiment was a failure.
Crisis, alert, no beds!
Many are unaware of the pain and sometimes indignity facing the patients (as Old Adam waits on that stretcher, in hospital gown, bottom or testicle peeking-out, he needs the toilet, ‘Just go in your pad,’ he is told.)
I am a Tory! (& the trouble with memes)
You can say, ‘Molly, you are 95, your mum is dead, you have dementia, you live in a care home, sit down.’
Two or three roads diverged in a yellow wood, now and then.
Had I drowned, the story would have ended.
Thirty years ago and counting. 90’s reminiscence.
He has a glass that is so half-full that the Kool-Aid is spilling over the rim.
Dr Rod’s Odd Blog (almondemotion) 