Just got back from my customary 5 minute dash to the gemutlichkeit of getting a quick coffee and fruhstuck from Eva und Torsten, cafe king and queen par excellence at Greenwood Shopping Centre. When times are tough, which is certainly the case for Muggins right now, I tend to revert back to that most ancient … Continue reading Full Celtic
Trying to get some rest today - a very important priority - proved impossible. What was a unorthodox shy exhibitionist libertarian oddball to do? So in the end Muggins decided to turn his focus outward. Away from my own horrendous preoccupations and checked out my good friend's new YT podcast venture: I think she's a … Continue reading No rest for the Richard
Last week I was hoping to finally be put out of my misery, with the current solicitor in charge of glancing at the yellowing half-decayed pages of my file once in a blue moon having announced an update on whether or not it is deemed worth the legal eagles' time to storm full pelt ahead … Continue reading What could possibly go wrong?
.. However, that doesn't mean Muggins can't go and catch up with his friends, the Five Dock Four and join them for a chill out session at their secret sanctuary. Thanks guys! Looking forward to kicking back and unwinding ... after all, there is much to unwind. Gotta have a laugh, in fact ... … Continue reading No more B’days for Scoop McShakey
For years I used to inflict my dad-joke type hilarious announcement of "I'll be 29 already this upcoming birthday!" And yes, I enjoyed the groaning and half-smiles this invariably used to raise. Of course, this was when I had a family of my own to dadjoke around. I've recently started telling my family and one … Continue reading Who’s counting?
Funny how one's own mind can feel so detached and alien, almost hostile at times like some menacing crafty interloper; so familiar and yet so eerily uneasy at the same time. All my life I had been convinced that this tiny Marian medal, which apparently I sported when my new foster family first laid eyes … Continue reading When I find myself in times of trouble
Too much to ask for, somehow? What was he thinking, giving his all for a chance to live a few more years in relative comfort? And I love this one, 'It's far too expensive for you, too large anyway.' Suppose following that logic, the minute I was diagnosed - five years ago - I should … Continue reading Long and bloody winding road
Forced to make a sleek sideways move again, this time though thoroughly enjoying the semi-cloak of invisibility offered by a new determination to no longer expose my inner workings such as they may be, to all and sundry whether they like to be privy to all that melancholy madness or not. Or as I put … Continue reading Few scuff marks, one careless owner
I am sure most of my friends and family remember me pestering them to watch Heather's startlingly informative and elegant video A Mountain at my Gate .. .. and how it inspired me to try and look beyond my own diagnosis, believing I too might yet have some goals left to achieve, albeit of course … Continue reading Near-Miss Cross Roads
Went for nice walk to Downtown Wamberal, picked up PO Box items, popped into the Newsagents Extraordinaire ('This time next year we'll be millionaires', lamented with A. about the drought of any really good Indian restaurants here and together we shed a tear thinking about the last Brummy Balty we had in the Old Country. … Continue reading Here’s to happy coincidences
How nice to be able to call on local friends/neighbours and ask a new well met friend if she would mind bringing Muggins a strong Latte and a pint of milk, only to find her husband - my new as yet unmet friend - offers to pass me some of his recent Spectators to peruse... … Continue reading New friends well met
As I force myself to make the most of my time in perfect isolation, having had my wings severely clipped - just as so many of us around this troubled sphere of wonder - and have managed to take more rest which always helps me in the battle against the newly acquired flying monkeys of … Continue reading Coastal chill brings modicum of reason
Forever and a Dream To my Butterfly Princess + The sheerest of dreams became so real, A shiver cold did strike my heart. 'Knew life, God, love would see us part, Adrift once more to merely dream - - what gossamer bliss might yet have been. And as she readies to spread her … Continue reading Fleeting joy, so momentary
Thankful, breathing easy in the knowledge that we are not alone. By any means .. Today, I received a most invigorating, intoxicating yet ultimately uplifting and inspirational message, the eventual outcome of which has yet to be fully unveiled. But what a feeling to be back in alignment with what I'd thought I'd lost. Or … Continue reading A resplendent day of unforeseen magic
I remember a fellow PD traveller once enjoying my turn of phrase in describing my struggle with getting onto some heavy duty PD dope. I too remember those heady days, and sadly at times feel not much has changed. I mean, I am forever grateful for new friends, lovely neighbours, supporting locals et cetera. But … Continue reading Hot Turkey
A close female friend - exasperated by some boorish behaviour on the part of perhaps one of our less enlightened brethren - asked me a few years ago why some/most/all men seem so preoccupied with the allure of all things feminine. [ I am paraphrasing ..] I can't speak for anyone else. I do remember, … Continue reading No pasa nada
Two beautiful sounding words .. could they be girls' names? I remember once, in a Sainsbury's in Kingswood, Bristol hearing a mum call out for her progeny in the next aisle: "Jericho! Leave those Wagonwheels alone, come on! We haven't got much time!" I finds her choice choice of name gert lush. How about you, … Continue reading Serendipity & Serenity
'Devenir un karibou'? Vraiment? Bien, pourquoi pas? N'importe quoi .. x+x
As the world's multitudes prepare to take the bait currently being cooked up for them, fooling themselves that Gaia is merely having a hissy fit and teaching those nasty capitalist institutions a long overdue lesson, I find myself brought down to my knees once more. Far from secure in the knowledge that I would be … Continue reading Vade retro ..
What goes around, comes around. When I first made my wayward move from the hustle as well as the bustle from North Sydney to this glorious seaside sanctuary, I found in O. and S. - who in my view have made the cafe at the local Wambie surf life savers such a haven to all … Continue reading Karma is a female canine
.. or how about some of these (s)experts try thinking outside of the box for a bloody change? Not being funny but how helpful really are these poncy pundits pontificating on something that actually for quite a few people could be a tad more vital than just another side-issue worthy of not much more attention … Continue reading Dawning of the age of thinking laterally
Slept for an hour or two and just woke up to an Australia that suddenly feels very different. It's been easy at times to almost forget about what's going on elsewhere but no longer, I fear. Yesterday my carer and I drove to the shops and T. at the newsagent's had plastic'ed up, wearing long … Continue reading Will ‘She be right’?
Well, once again I'm bowled over by human kindness. The lady featuring in the second part of this post a few weeks ago, saw me coming in to the store on foot and using my boring walking stick earlier this week. It was a hot afternoon but I didn't mind a walk, had made sure … Continue reading Too easy
Couldn't find that glorious little sequence in 'The Dish' that starts off with this lovely 60s la-la-la doobie doobie la-la-la happy song ... Still, you get the drift.
Of course, I have much more to say on the whole viral conundrum but for now, keep it simple & keep it local perhaps? If nothing else, although it seems like the ultimate post-modern Me-generation type crisis where, bizarrely but in terms of Zeitgeist itself so incredibly appropriately, the advice is not to band together … Continue reading Strange Days
No need to introduce this man, I think. That's right, Mallory Keaton's big brother ..
Since writing this blog post and having learnt first hand from family and friends in Europe some of the extent to which the spread of the Crown virus has started to wreak havoc, I do of course express my support generally and prayers for those afflicted and those who have lost loved-ones - my attempt … Continue reading Don’t Panic!
Still, happy to boost the programme. For Australian viewers streaming free on SBS On Demand:
.. is how Stephen Fry quipped about his film role as the great Irish wit. Personally, I loved the writer's one-liners or aphorisms almost as much as his plays or poems. After all, it's hard for me not to like this little pearl: 'I can resist anything except temptation ..' … Continue reading Born to be Wilde
My sister used to call me Ricochet Rabbit when I was a wee lad. These days I feel more like Ricochet Roller Coaster or something. Perhaps it's just me feeling I constantly have to play catch-up to events being rearranged, goal posts forever being moved hither and dither and the best-laid plans of mice and … Continue reading Ricochet Roller Coaster
Just about to watch Awakenings.. had really hoped to be able to watch it together with someone else but hey, what are you gonna do? I ain't gonna hire someone to come and watch it with me.. I have seen it many years ago, aeons before L-Dopa meant anything to me, certainly way before that … Continue reading Film night
.. just like a sacred cow, visions of swastikas in my head. Plans for everyone .. Yes, lots of plans for ROZ and DHM, as I managed to find a tiny layer of vim and vigour on the bottom a old jar I found. The label read Richo's Special Reserves - Only to be … Continue reading I stumble into town ..
Updates from Jessa, the Nude Blogger: NEW! Online Naked Yoga class now LIVE 🧘♀️ This week, I decided to teach a beautiful and nurturing gentle flow ✨ A flow designed to invite us to connect deeper with our body through slow and gentle stretches. A really beautiful way to induce stillness and calm. A magical opportunity to … Continue reading The bare essentials
Sometimes it dawns on me with some force that, all things considered, the single most volatile element in my life is a reliably unpredictable character trait, which finds its origin in my own rather unorthodox way of seeing things. In other words, as I joked to my carer C. early last week, "You must think … Continue reading Back to the drawing board for another Rorschach etch-a-sketch session
Following the demise of yet another valiant attempt by my intrepid PD medical support team to dream up some labyrinthine cocktail of L-Dopa and assorted agonists that could offer muggins the semblance of a baseline quality of life, it was back to the drawing board again yesterday as my specialist explained some of the remaining … Continue reading Who cares? Well, plenty of peeps
So grateful to be able to mend a few more bridges. And not just any old shaky river crossing, nay i say, 'Hip hip hoorah as my erstwhile inspiration the fair Kathleen out of the blue came in like a disco ball today - all dancing and singing and bedazzling my noon-time treacle mind as … Continue reading Turn up for the books
Returned home to a warm Wamberal embrace after yet some more rollercoaster days, with having to ditch my black beamer and following a temporary lifting of my spirits when, for a moment it seemed as though at long last I'd found a way forward in terms of tackling a persistent poisoned chalice related to that … Continue reading Calming down big time
Day 1 of the new liquid Kinson regime. Promising.. To be continued.
It's true. Sometimes for a split second, I forget it too. Perhaps I should try to re-connect with Heather in the New Year following our near-miss meeting in San Francisco last year when I was in Silicon Valley for a telco conference and Heather was battling pre-speaking tour travelling logistics involving, among other things, infestations … Continue reading Ignorance or the mind at rest can be bliss and then some
"There are those who feel the glass is half full, there are others who feel the glass is half empty. And there are also people who are engineers who feel the glass is not fit for purpose and the fool in charge of ordering it deserves to be shot at dawn," my new and … Continue reading A glass half-full of circles
Well, as I told my specialist only a few weeks ago, my previous experiences with this popular PD medication which multitudes of People with Parkinson's respond well to by all accounts, have been 'Dante-esk' to put it mildly. 'A classical reference for me to start the week off with, Richard?' he answered with a thankful … Continue reading Madopar, this is where we part ways
Just now, carefully going about my business, I picked up on quite a bit of tension in the atmosphere .. that nervous pre-public holiday kind of mild panic. I just counted my blessings that at least, small mercies indeed, I didn't have to drag Mr Madopar into a huge shopping mall. I don't think he … Continue reading A tale of some cities
Amazingly, Jessa's been banned from yet another platform. That's a frighting development which I want to spend some time on soon. It's so unhealthy that the people who can't or won't make a distinction between the nude form and any sexual connotations - either sound or lurid - are entitled to condemn out of hand … Continue reading Honi Soit and all that jazz
Just preparing the cave for a summer hibernation. Pls don't be offended if I am incommunicado. Will need to make a lot of changes, e.g. might kill off the site as it's going nowhere fast and I don't have time to take my time. A project such as this needs exposure, feedback and interaction. With … Continue reading Having myself a merry little grab for Lebensraum
Travelling around Europe about six years ago as a devastatingly awkward 18 or 19yr old, I enjoyed people everywhere saying, "Ah! Holland. Cruyff!" Over the years this turned into, "Ah, Holland. Van Basten, Gullit!" Somehow it never became, "Ah, Holland. Van de Kerkhof!" For me, the Boy from Watergraafsmeer will remain the best ever, no … Continue reading Smugness is as smugness does
To be a monk swimming? I love that clip. How quintessentially Irish. And yes, this is a prime example of how to start with a joke, if you must. How beautiful, how sad, how gorgeous, mystical, etc ... Yep, hit the bullseye for me (struck me heavily in my heavenly soft spot). Those lyrical Fenian … Continue reading Life’s ambition(s)
In a country where not that long ago but certainly pre-Turnbull days, it would have been quite feasible to find oneself downing a scooner in shorts and T-shirt (I won't say singlet) while standing at the bar of a hotel (read pub) next to the Prime Minister or other such exalted presence, equally dressed in … Continue reading The art of looking good while feeling utterly disposable
FAO of all those nice people all over the world who can't help staring at my incessant fumbling, stumbling, stammering and shaking. Believe it or not, there is still a sentient being in there somewhere.
Live from the emergency department. Update to follow. Maybe .. In the words of Spike Milligan's epitaph: I told you I was ill .. First few days were very helpful. Lots of rest, good food and kind capable staff. Yesterday very different will address that another time. First time since I was in my twenties … Continue reading Needs must when the Devil drives