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Yesterday’s vigil for Orlando was the furthest I’ve gone from home (cyclemeter map) in weeks, apart from medical appointments. I’m very glad I went, not least because I met by chance with a former colleague from my publishing career.

I couldn’t hear most of the speakers but the First Minister’s message came through loud and clear:

We stand here in defiance of hate with a very clear message – love is love.

Progress?

My appointment with the private GI specialist took place yesterday. It had been set for 09:45 but early that morning I was asked to if I minded a postponement to 2:30 pm. There had been some sort of emergency that had upset the doctor’s plans – I don’t recall what it was. Continue reading

On yer bike!

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Elly’s Tour de Forth souvenir

There are glimmerings of recovery! As mentioned yesterday, I can now sit for a while before guts-ache drives me prone again. I have apparently been more interactive over the past week. (I’m not sure of this – I still think I’m an antisocial so-and-so.) I’ve certainly done more than I could in previous weeks, even though that ‘more’ is still almost nothing. I even have plans to do more towards the great clear-out. And the pain, while still constant (and still moving around unpredictably), is moving from unbearable to very annoying. It was even possible to talk about our much-postponed cycle-adventure this morning without falling into despair. Continue reading

On the PiL!

imageHey, a post that isn’t about my innards!

Servants’ Quarters now boasts a record deck. So the vinyl that has followed me around for devades, and been on display but unplayable for around 8 years, is getting a new lease of life.

The first three records we’ve played are
Public Image Ltd’s album
, Pink Floyd‘s Wish you were here and Cherry Vanilla‘s Bad girl

The next challenge is to use the deck’s record-to-mp3 feature to make my vinyl ‘portable’. Watch this space!