Walking across the Big Bridge this morning I saw a vapour trail crossing the sky. What a wonderful sight! It’s strange, I’ve got used to looking up into a clear blue sky since the flights have been grounded. Once, before the Wright brothers first flight, the sky must always have been like that. Usually the sky is criss crossed with white trails and we don’t pay them the slightest attention. Who’d have thought I’d be so happy to see one? Continue reading
Tag Archives: Age
27 March 2010 – biting the varifocal bullet
Yesterday I got all the supplies for Sunday’s trip to Wembley and Rachel came to cut my hair so that was that out of the way. Today was all about glasses. Since I was in my twenties I’ve had to wear the blasted things, without them I can’t see. A few years ago I tried contact lenses, wore them for about a year, but, with all the flying I was doing back then, they were too much trouble. From a vanity perspective I don’t mind the glasses, at least they hide the crows feet a bit but they’re a pain when it’s raining. Continue reading
January 10 2010 – the Big Push for Turkey
So, day one of The Big Push for Turkey. I broke out the Wii Fit this morning, it has hardly been used since Christmas, mostly because I couldn’t forgive it for making me weigh myself in front of Commando and for telling me I’d put on fifteen bloody pounds. To be honest I’m still not happy with it. Today it told me I’ve out on another three pounds since then, back to eleven thirteen. How come it’s so easy to put it on and so hard to get it off? Continue reading