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The Trials and Tribulations of St Bagnes the Bilious
I have now been back home for four weeks and am slowly recovering from my run-in with the little lumps of ickyness that my body has decided to keep in its internal pocketses. (“Nasssty little gallbladders! We hates it! We hates it forever!!”) For the first couple of weeks, I was being visited every day
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Well, that was an adventure…
In many ways, I have led a blessed or charmed life. I’ve never had to be transported in an ambulance, never been hospitalised (apart from once for a scheduled tonsillectomy when I was about six) and have never had any major medical problems that needed urgent or emergency treatment. That all changed a couple of
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I’ve got a problem with me knob…
I have a friend called Colin. Colin is a great bloke. Towards the end of last year, he came to me with a bit of a problem. It turns out he was having bother with his knob. No, hang on, that doesn’t sound right. OK, he was having trouble with his rusty ring. No, no,
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A new look and purpose for my blog
Recently I was bemoaning my woeful lack of blogging … *again*, so Glenda donned her consultant’s hat and offered to walk me through her new client questionnaire to work out just why I wanted a blog anyway. The results were quite eye-opening and have given me a bit of a metaphorical kick up the pantaloons.
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The best laid plans and all that
Things were going so well too. Regular followers of my adventures (or Glenda‘s) will know that we have spent the last few years ploughing our own creative furrows here in south-west Scotland. As any artist, writer, musician or other self-employed creative types will tell you, it’s not always the easiest way to earn a living.
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