Greetings from The Management. As we indicated in the recent post announcing that we were stepping in to rejuvenate Mr Deadhead’s blog, our aim is to keep our readers much more informed about local news – even if we have to make it up ourselves – as it concerns the local expat community. As Deaders…
“I’m an old-age pensioner, not a reincarnation” – – – – – – – I wish I’d said that. However, British readers may be surprised to know that it was actually Ann Widdecombe (on The Chase Celebrity Special, to be exact). Non-British readers, of course, couldn’t care less. One-Liner Wednesday 3 January 2018
”I may be past it – but at least I’ve got history.” One-Liner Wednesday 29 November 2017
Pat on the back for myself, but I saw this theme coming, having looked at the Marquessa’s fiction prompt for this week. It was Dylan Thomas who wrote: “Do not go gentle into that good night, Old age should burn and rave at close of day; Rage, rage against the dying of the light” Amen…
Is it me* or is WordPress getting a bit personal, not to say voyeuristic, with this latest instalment of ‘365 Days of Writing Prompts’: “Feed your senses. Write down the first sight, sound, smell and sensation you experienced on waking up today. Pick the one you’re most drawn to and write. (For a bigger challenge,…
Consider the statement “I must be getting lazy in my old age”. A close reading suggests that there are at least two areas of ambiguity here: Firstly, ‘getting lazy’ implies that I’m not already. That flies in the face of both conventional wisdom and empirical evidence. Secondly, ‘in my old age’ suggests that old age…
It’s my birthday later this week. Given the title of this post, you may want to hazard a guess as to how old I’ll be…. Well done. Did you immediately think of the classic Beatles song from Sergeant Pepper? Me too. Sergeant Pepper came out in 1967 (fiftieth anniversary next year: how scary is that?),…
Well, I wouldn’t go so far as to say that it’s good to see you, but on balance I suppose I’m glad that you’re still around – even if you are a grumpy-looking old sod. If I think back to your 1975 iteration, your first as a grown-up, you were a grumpy-looking young sod. In…
I got on a bus recently. Let me tell you, my life is one long party. I had a suitcase with me so, wanting to stay close to the luggage rack, I flopped down in the nearest seat, only noticing a couple of minutes later that it was one prioritised for the elderly and infirm. My…
‘Granpa, do you miss being a kid?’ Not the sort of question you expect to come, à propos of nothing, from a seven year old tucking enthusiastically into his breakfast. Nonetheless, a fair enough one, and deserving of a measured response. ‘Well no, because in my head I still am a kid’ was my eventual reply. ‘But…
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