Mmm, I’ve realised that posting a photo a day has the potential to reveal some of my stranger habits. One is snapping signs I spot on my travels that make me smile. The ones in this post were from toilet doors in Tanzania. This one was from a garden centre cafe in Wiltshire, yesterday afternoon. … Continue reading It’s a sign… #1
Apparently, he saw the green man flashing… I’ll get my coat…
‘You were sick, but now you’re well again, and there’s work to do.’ – Kurt Vonnegut, Timequake In times of need, sometimes a helping hand is required. And surgical equipment, and wine, and crossed fingers… Ok Twitter, who wants to hear about something really weird and body-related?? Everyone? Oh good… — Exhibit A (@EA_unadorned) January… Continue reading #8: Helping hand
Another one of those, taken on my pre-bedtime walk where the lighting on the leaves just caught me.
Pink sky, glittery fields, crisp air. What a difference 24 hours makes!
Enough Said…
In grey January countryside colours are muted. Farmland is mired in mud, cattle are shed-bound. Now, it’s hard to believe it’ll ever look different, but that’s one of the great joys of training through winter – watching the world around you, whether that’s London parks or Wiltshire farms, come to life again.
‘Words are, of course, the most powerful drug used by mankind.’ – Rudyard Kipling Among my most valuable possessions are my grandfather’s notebooks from medical school. Eight battered volumes filled with his spidery handwriting, carefully annotated diagrams and additional notes written between 1940 and 1942. I love how some of these notes are identical to… Continue reading #7: Words of wisdom
