I have come to a conclusion that to maintain a TRUE blog you need to either be a liar or insensitive. I am neither hence I conclude that this is not a TRUE blog. You see the REAL truth is that you can't plaster all aspects of your life up here in public; no one could. For a start of it would hurt and alarm people whom you love and for another thing we all have dark secrets that we mask even from ourselves. My conclusion however is that by admitting the above I am herein presenting a blog which is a million times more truthful than most you'd find.
So read on; the TRUTH awaits you ;-)
Truth is (boringly) that life goes on and life is rather good. Over the past couple of weeks I've spent time with beautiful people in London and York and have paid several visits to the theatre and to wonderful exhibitions. I have devoured excellent food and paid £50.00 for two coffees and a brandy (ouch! that was London; rip-off City)
In York I saw a very good production of 'Krapp's Last Tapes' and an even better production at the Opera House of 'The Elvis Years' which had me dancing in the aisles with a beautiful lady (I kid you not playmates)
In London I saw the new production at The National of Brecht's 'Mother Courage' and later went to the Anish Kapoor exhibition at the Royal Academy... both events caused great debate over potted shrimps followed by juicy slices of rare duck. Ah we do see life.
In Liverpool I went (night before last) to see a brilliant production of 'The Caretaker' at The Everyman with Jonothan Pryce and wrote this brief review: 'Acting; brilliant! Direction; brilliant! Production; brilliant! ...unfortunately the audience were thick as two short planks!' To-the-point I hope you agree. A few weeks before I saw a rather mediocre production of 'Kes' at the Playhouse which (unlike Pinter's offering) produced little debate and no retrospection at all.
I continue to work albeit on a reduced work-load due to circumstances which I won't discuss here (see beginning of this entry) and I continue to get great satisfaction from what I do (psychotherapy). I continue as a Governor of the Aintree NHS Trust and attended a conference at Birmingham a week back (little Globe-Trotter aint I? ;-) and have also been on a 'surprise' visit to A and E which was 'interesting' but... maybe I'm spending too much time in hospitals. Speaking of which the wound in my back is STILL not mended and I still attend twice a week to have it dressed. On the whole I've just realised that it's only on Sundays that I DON'T see the inside of one hospital or other; mmm; too much probably.
What I really need in my life is another University course to attend. I need to keep the grey-matter active. I'm toying with a couple of MSc's but they won't surface as realities until 2010.
OK playmates, that's it for now. The public arena is not even worth a passing comment except to say that I'm looking forward to see our current Labour-Tories getting the wupping they deserve very soon. People ask me who I'll vote for and I say; 'Probably Tory like you 'Labour-supporting' people have been voting for over the past ten years.' Truth is; I'd rather vote for a Tory who calls himself a Tory that a Tory who calls himself Labour. The latter not only shits on the poor but he lies about who his real paymaster is.
Nuff zed; coffee-time.
Love and Peace.

