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Showing posts with label Old Age. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Old Age. Show all posts

Letter 8 / 3 Nov 2018. On Cricket.

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This is an edited version of a letter than I sent to a closed mailing list. I try to write one everyday to a select set of people. Should yo...

The Birthday Blues

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So, the most depressing day is here. A day when you're constantly reminded by everyone - friends, family, neighbours, strangers, brands,...

I am unwell. And I hate it.

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I am unwell. And I hate it. I goto extreme lengths to ensure that I am not unwell. Because when I am unwell, I hate it. And I refuse to ...

The tales of a grumpy old man

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One of the things that keeps me up at night is that I am growing old. By the day, by the hour and by the minute. And with old age, I am gett...
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Older than the mountains

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Bukowski's Dirty Old Man.  I am old. And I can feel it. I feel it in the aching joints and sore muscles. In the perpetually tired ...
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