I have just watched a short video clip of a woman driving a big black land rover over a woman protesting in the street. It was one of the worst things I’ve seen. The woman whose face was blurred had long fingernails. Like a witch. I don’t remember much else about her although I amContinue reading “Woman vs Land Rover”
By the end,
The BBC said tens of thousands,
The Independent a million.
It can’t be that hard to estimate.
Working as he does with people who have dementia, is it even worthwhile sending the GP a note – ‘Your patient did not attend the clinic this morning; we will see them routinely in six months.’ Or worse, ‘Your patient did not attend the clinic. We have discharged them.’
There was a strange moment; it must have lasted all of half a second; walking through Green Park in London, watching the cherry blossom fall, the pigeons peck. A man in his late thirties, trim, short, cropped hair, he shouts as his daughter, ‘Come here, this minute!’ only, he is talking in Hebrew. You see,Continue reading “Eye contact”
Young woman, (Wellcome Collection), talking to us in a distracted way via patchwork pig cradled in her arms. She gets us to think about meaning and metaphor. It is an oversized fatty tumour; I guess, that is the best way to describe the image standing on two feet, varicose ulcers adorning stocky legs.Continue reading “fat/talk”