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Cherry Tree
The cherry tree in our back garden is dying. I am not sure why this has upset me so much. As Spring came late and summer came early I waited patiently for a sign of its first buds to show. When the pigeons alighted to chew on the fresh buds around late April I chased…
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The Way We Were
My heart has been so full the past few days I have hardly been able to write. The Cambridge reunion was…everything it should have been in glorious technicolour. Fond, foolish, free, fucking fabulous and all the fs. It started with a message from my friend Adam in December before I received my diagnosis. There’s something…
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My Beating Heart
Hello. It’s been a while. How’s your heart?Mine has been…very full these past few days. Isn’t the heart amazing? Here’s a little video of mine yesterday at an echocardiogram. I don’t think I have ever seen my heart before and I was fascinated. Look at it hammering away, going about its business. This tiny engine…
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All Quiet on the Western Front
Is it ok to write when nothing much is happening? I suppose so. Finally a week with almost nothing in particular to do. A few days without too much drama is a good thing. Mind you, after a fairly adrenalised few months I realise that my version of ‘quiet’ has changed. Still two days at…
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4am
Why is it always 3-4am? I wake up feeling like the night must be over. Like it’s time to get up or start thinking. 4am is the most dangerous time to start death googling so I’m writing to you instead Dear Reader. I know everything I need to know right now. Any further lines of…
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