Flush the Frog Once upon a time there was a feisty frog called Flush Who still remembered days when he was just a spawny...
The Value of Life During my time in the local hospital in a single room I felt mainly very dead. However, during infrequent moments...
Fragile Frames Don’t Frolic Oh, the pleasure of plunging into retirement, with all the vitality of a drowsy sloth. Over the past fifteen years,...
IT CAN CREEP UP ON YOU! During the past twelve months, I unpredictably joined the ranks of thousands of affected people, as I succumbed...
Sound versus Noise For many years I lived in an apartment in a small rural compound, inhabited by traditional families. With my own son...
What a Way to Go! Two weeks ago, we went to a memorial service for my son’s teacher, Rolf. My son is now 50,...
Birthdays January is the month when I “observe” my birthday, so, what’s not to like about that ‘special’ day, as some people label it?...
The Contemplative Cow A gum-chewing kid, A cud-chewing cow, They are somewhat alike, And yet different somehow. The difference? Ah yes, I distinguish it...
Adoption: Ensuing Relationships There are casualties of the system, and today I still bear the aching scars of the bleaker side of this process....