Published by Billy Mann
I'm originally from Liverpool and worked as a national magazine journalist for more than 30 years before suffering a stroke at age 53. I started blogging as part of a neuro-rehabilitation programme and wrote the very first entries with one finger of my disabled left hand. Later, art became another therapy for me at Headway East London's Submit To Love Studios. I write about my daily activities and encounters. In 1988, I married Jane. We are still together today, sharing our lives and making each other laugh.
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This is a fascinating and well argued article which, unusually, I have to admit, I read thoroughly.
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The more I know, the more I worry about the future. The only good news is that my future is probably short enough not to worry too much. 🙂
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I was thinking exactly the same thing today.
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🙂 I used to wonder how old people could be so cheerful in the face of mortality. Now I know. Satan doesn’t look so bad when you sit him next to Boris and Trump.
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