A psychic once told me that it was almost as if I had appeared fully formed on earth at the age of 10 – rather like Mr Bean – with no history or family to speak of. With a statement like that I might have felt it incumbent upon me to explain why the age of 10 was so significant in my life, and whilst it surely would have been interesting to you; personally, I’m much more interested in the present. As Leslie Poles Hartley once said “the past is a foreign country, they do things differently there“.
I had my appointment with the breast team on the 19th July. After being told off by the surgeon for not having mammograms, I was then subjected to the examination itself which was excruciating on my right breast because of the lump. It had already reacted badly to the surgeon’s examination and was definitely not a happy puppy!
By the 7th July I had completed a first week at Silversands, and it was quite surreal as it was full of welcoming, helpful, supportive and interested people – so unlike my experience of much of Dorset Council, which was often divisive and fractious. Of course, it helped that on Tuesday we got a contract I’d been involved with before joining so I now have a 100% success rate on day two …!
So, I have the two appointments I’ve been waiting for, and I’m still waiting to hear about the blood results – on that score, no news should be good news – in my head at least.
Like everyone, I assume I’ll live forever. Although I often wonder whether anyone would come to my funeral and who would wear black, it never actually occurrs to me that there is an endpoint. It’s almost as if I would come along too to watch proceedings running smoothly and along the lines I wanted.
My last Thursday Throng Interview with the inestimable Rich Voza, elicited an unusual comment from Bittercharm who suggested that it might be nice, for a change, to interview me instead. Cue, one embarrassed Linda. Although you will often see me out and about on the web, and you may often spot my observations and opinions taking over, I’m really quite private and try not to put too much out about myself directly. So it is with much trepidation that I accepted the challenge. I warn you to proceed with caution.
A fellow blogger, and regular commenter on this site, left a couple of comments recently that got me thinking about how we, as authors and writers, claim the Right to Write. What they shared was that they felt daunted by the thought of being worthy enough for payment; my interpretation of this is they believe they aren’t good enough.
I’d love to know more about you. So many of the blogs I visit seem to lack the information I would love to see which is the ‘who you are, what you do and why you love it’ type stuff – or at least I find it impossible to find on many. So I’d love … Read more