One of the most irksome of the many challenging episodes tainting yours truly’s recent existential landscape has been my dementia afflicted mother’s recent inability to fathom how the TV remote control functions. Consequently, even the most basic of acts, such as taking the telly out of standby mode, or merely changing channel, are now as…
Day: August 18, 2021
A Cat Called Lyrical
It’s 5.22am as I commence this daily chronicle. My attention currently fixed on a curious whistling noise which is holds my attention while I endeavour waxing lyrical. To steal one of my own old jokes, Lyrical is my cat and he’s not overly happy about this waxing arrangement. With there being issues around the capitalisation…