A humorous look at bodily ills and daily woes, and tips from someone who has suffered everything from arthritis to athlete's foot.
Saturday, 8 January 2011
This was in one of the heaps. It was obviously meant to be a rough jotting, a start of something longer, but I think it makes a point just as it is. (I have also found quite a few musical jottings; scribbled melody lines in my own musical shorthand and odd lines and verses. O, to have a piano again!)
The bitter tang of hindsight: 'I wish, I wish, I wish...' 'If only...' and 'Why didn't I...' serve up a sour dish. If I could have that chance again, would I, or would I not? Whichever way you look at it, it prods a painful spot.