November 2009
4 posts
Then and now
Going back a bit: I wrote a lot just after I left hospital in August 2004. In the preceding months I’d occasionally made notes on a small (though thick and weighty) laptop PC; little snatches of others’ conversations, general observations on the shortcomings of National Health Service food, the negative psychological effect of a steady diet of Heart FM, that sort of thing. Many of these incisive...
Kitchen
I’d like your help. I’m trying something out; as I’ve said before, I want to tell a story, not just recount some events, so I’m using a style here that I hope will serve a particular purpose - convey more than just “what happened”. I don’t want to be too explicit about what I’m trying to achieve, but I’d really like to hear your reactions, so please leave a comment. I’m not crowdsourcing, I’m just...
Feeling better?
A number of people have suggested comparing my current life, living with the accident’s consequences, with the time I spent in hospital. While that would certainly provide a framework, I’m sticking to the original plan; 19th July 2003 to 5th August 2004, with some nostalgic deviations. However, for the first time, I’ve written a bit about my present-day circumstances in a creative, storytelling...
Quiet
Hungry, hungry. Fridge. Thea’s popped to the shop for milk, so no tea just yet but I could do with a nibble. What’ve we got? Salami. Not the choicest cut, something from the corner shop in a clingy pack, but still better than pretty much anything on the NHS menu. You’re coming with me. This salami likes its orderly existence in the pack and is reluctant to leave. Pick-pick-pick, eventually I...