An Australian Poem (author unknown)

They were funny looking buildings, that were once a way of life, If you couldn’t sprint the distance, then you really were in strife. They were nailed, they were wired, but were mostly falling down, There was one in every back yard, outside every house, in every town. They were given many names, some were…

Never piss off a granny

One of my special girlfriends (VG) emailed this to me last week, and it gave me quite a giggle so I’m adding it as my Tuesday humour blog today! It is soooo true in spite of the Americanism’s and I can remember this all happening in every household when I was growing up! And we…

Don’t Quit

A copy of this poem has been sitting on my desk or next to my bed for over 30 years, and I read it almost every day. It has been one of those constant reminders to rise up above life’s challenges and problems, negative thinking and a whole lot more… Don’t Quit When things go…

Mayonnaise jars, golf balls and beer…

Although I have seen this before, another friend sent it to me today, a very timely reminder about life and friendship and that life is never what you think it is… “A professor stood before his philosophy class and had some items in front of him. When the class began, he wordlessly picked up a very large and…

To my friends… real and imaginary!

A dear friend called Fred sent the following words to me by email, author unknown. They speak perfectly for me today…   “Why do I have a variety of friends who are all so different in character? How is it possible that I can get along with them all?  I think that each one helps to…

Dancing and dementia

The following story was sent to me by email this week, and I have no idea who the author is, but the words and the dancing have helped me to refocus on fighting against the symptoms of dementia. Dancing would definitely be another non pharmacological and positive psychosocial intervention for dementia, although ballet is beyond me! It…