As a child, I wrote diaries. I loved January 1st, that new page and all the promise of a New Year. I always tried to make my handwriting neat, before it descended into a hurried scrawl by mid-month. I didn’t realise it until I looked back, but that bedtime habit really helped me through some difficult times.
I dreaded losing my first dog, Jude, and it was every bit as bad as I’d anticipated. He died when he was 12, his kidneys failed after years of treatment for allergies and itchy skin, which we had managed with the care of an excellent vet, and regular sea bathing says Amanda Nicol.
Long, long ago and far, far away
Was a place not unlike this
And long, long ago and far, far away
Was a place you could not miss (more…)
Neptune’s daughter sea salt spring
Drowning in it as you breathe her in
Feeling the drag towards the moon
Gather her up not a moment too soon (more…)
I found the book both passionate and poignant; I thought the description of mania and slow realisation/sense of alienation from the outside world was brilliantly portrayed and one of the bits that really moved me was his phone calls when the truth of his abandoned and isolated status from previous friends and associates came to life. Hilary (Occupational Therapist – Mental Health)
I am a Roughy Fish
I live for a very long time
I am to be found all over the world