Write about a time when you didn’t take action but wish you had.
It was outside the Devonshire Arms in Camden. We were saying goodbye. She was going back to Canada and a job taking pictures on film sets. She looked like Susanna Hoffs from The Bangles. I wanted to tell her I always wanted to kiss her and keep kissing her, but I didn’t. I said good luck, thanks for everything, blah. She walked away and a bit of my heart went with her. She’s still alive and disturbingly obsessive about cats.
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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