Ethical? Not Ethical. Makes no difference really. I’ll do what’s most convenient for me. Continue reading →

I read The Quiet American when I was still entirely in love with the romance of South East Asia. Continue reading →

We went to see a new oncologist yesterday. Continue reading →

The End-of-Life Handbook recommends using ritual to create meaning. Continue reading →

I experience joy from knowing that other people have happy moments. Even when I am sad. Continue reading →

Alice receives a mysterious package. Continue reading →

Mrs Clown thought I needed cheering up so she sent me an ad for a show with naked dancers Continue reading →

If two ships pass, the senior captain may Request the Pleasure of the Company of the other captain with signal flags. Continue reading →

“Life, if well lived, is long enough.” Continue reading →

Because it’s ALL THE TIME, I’ve come to think of it as the taste of cancer. Continue reading →