…a wee self-indulgent detour from my normal style of blog content today… I’m sure most of yeez have seen the header phrase above at some time or other… a half a lifetime ago, in the early eighties, this ol’ Jurassic was given mere weeks to live by doctors in a hospital in Singapore… I’m not about to detail the whys and wherefores of that time, but suffice to say, surviving the episode left me with a profoundly different take on the WURLD and all its ails… personal perspective changed 180 degrees… there was no blinding epiphany, or dramatic conversion to a specified religion, for example… I leave that for others to experience should they so desire… I attempt to proselytise no-one… ever… I can just tell yeez I only deal in two types of day today… good days and better days… even if my a*se is falling off…
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