Archives for October2007



I had my first solo baby-sitting experience the other day. Max was absolutely charming and hospitable when my sister was explaining the operational procedures. But AS SOON, as she stepped out of the door, Max treated me to a repeat of his lunch and recoloured my black T-shirt. (I’m also pretty sure his head made one full rotation before the vomiting) He spent the rest of the 3 hours making me panic about keeping him safe and happy- I had strange hunches that he was choking on some strange object, and kept checking his mouth at regular intervals. He seemed really upset about something but I just couldn’t discover the source of his sorrow. I did use up my entire repertoire of lullabies and even resorted to reworking the lyrics of some blondie classics. As soon as my sis got home, Max winked at me and then fell into a happy and peaceful sleep. Nice. As I was leaving he did give me a winning smile. So we’re cool.

Okay time to water the rubber plant, take care and look out for the next update…any second now…… milt 🙂

Future’s so bright…

Wow my updates just come thick and fast don’t they? Just when you’ve got through one of them, in a few short months another one comes flying by. Well hold on to your seats (your own not each others) here’s another one.

Well so much has happened that I am just going to type this in a laisser-faire, train of thought, Coltrane solo of an update. Dig?

Well, firstly I am remarkably healthy (although the rubber plant in this room seems to be really struggling and eyeing me accusingly-I’ll deal with it later) The hospital stay has fallen into the well of foggy memories. In fact, I have attacked (if that’s the right word) my health with a vengeance, eating with exemplary choice and also commiting to regular strength training and cardio-vascular work-out. My goal is to have a six-pack by Christmas (Easy ladies) – it’s not really vanity, I tell myself, it’s because a) I LOVE feeling healthy- having had the experience of feeling really ill. b) My experience has left me likely to experience further cancer risks down the line, and I want to prevent them, or at least be fit enough to fight that tim when/if they do occur c) visceral abdominal fat is a major cause of organ problems in men d) I’m interested to see how healthy I can get after leukaemia/bone marrow transplant- just how quickly can I turn it around? e) It would be rather nice if the newly diagnosed (and their friends and families) could see someone looking relatively well a couple of years later. All fairly good ego-free reasons I guess.

Music-wise, things are going really well- I’ll spare you the details (I’m tired of the CV reciting thing) but lots of diverse, interesting and appreciated projects and I’m earning ok money from writing & playing music now for which I’m very grateful. Since everything is so surreal now, I take it in my stride and don’t feel too over-excited, panicky, anxious or desperate about things. Ironically this seems to mean more exciting stuff comes in- best way to be it seems. Bridge teaches hard, but is also making great strides with her playing- even giving solo classical guitar recitals (after years of abstinence) and in particular with her electric guitar groovy thing. Together with my schedule this generally means that, despite our best efforts and wishes, our house is a tip with a constant pile of unopened letters. The rubber plant is now attempting to crawl to the sink for hydration, and once Monkey had to call for a pizza when we were both away. I vow to sort it out…soon.

I’m also loving reading at the moment and continuing my polymath efforts, my latest memory addition is all the countries and capitals of the world. My favourite is Burkina Faso’s : Ougadougou

…I gotta wear shades.

Okay and really quickly, some other news. I’ve been short sighted since I was eight. Really ahort sighted. Well to cut a long story short, I had my eyes lasered. It involved paying

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