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Room for improvement

Now about six weeks beyond my previous appointment, yesterday I had to report to my physiotherapist so that she could assess my progress in exercising in order to promote greater flexibility in my right thigh/hip and back. In anticipation of this version of a schoolboy’s visit to the [...]

September 23, 2014 // 0 Comments

A bit of a puzzle

Something rather disturbing happened to me this morning. Overnight, like many of my vintage, I had arisen in the wee hours, drunk enough coffee to re-float the Graf Spee, and dotted around on the internet for a bit and then – most unusually – returned to bed about 4.30am. [My normal practice is [...]

September 15, 2014 // 0 Comments

Carefully, like porcupines? Probably …

Spotted today on the website of The Independent is this article by Jonathan Owen on a new scientific survey into the best lovemaking position(s) for men with bad backs – see here – SPOONING MAY NOT BE BEST Clearly, any advice upon the best ‘medical’ positions in which to have sex is of [...]

September 11, 2014 // 0 Comments

Another day in paradise

Yesterday out here at our villa on the south coast of Sicily was relatively uneventful. The clue to the purpose of our extended family’s annual holiday is in the sentence – it’s simply an opportunity to spend a week together. After the agent had sent us a list as long as your arm of Sicilian [...]

August 28, 2014 // 0 Comments

A slow start, but you watch and see …

Regular readers will be aware that just over a week ago I went for a physiotherapy appointment at which – due to a diagnosis of skeletal seizing-up, never mind the osteoarthritis in my right hip and compression at the bottom of my spine – I was given a set of exercises to perform specifically [...]

August 27, 2014 // 0 Comments

It’s that time of year again

One’s annual holiday abroad – I leave for mine, a week on a Mediterranean island, later today – always brings with it a range of preparatory anxieties. Quite apart from semi-constant worries over the location of one’s passport, ticket and boarding pass, mine this year include the [...]

August 23, 2014 // 0 Comments

Getting there at last

Yesterday – about a month after my hospital consultant said I needed some, following my twin diagnoses of osteoarthritis in the hip and compression of the discs at the bottom on my spine – was the occasion of my first physiotherapy appointment. Inevitably, my first task was to fill out three [...]

August 20, 2014 // 0 Comments

Falling behind in life’s race

There is or was a smallish – by which I mean A5-sized – magazine called The Chap. It has about it the air of a foppish 1950s-style gentleman’s publication produced by a clique of like-minded ex-public schoolboys as a vanity project with no regard for popular success, i.e. just the sort of [...]

March 17, 2014 // 0 Comments

Stories from the past

I am down on the south coast, spending the weekend with my father, who is eighty-eight, partly in order to watch the climax of rugby’s Six Nations tournament together. Sitting outside on his terrace in the bright spring sunshine, he came out with two anecdotes that I had not heard previously – [...]

March 15, 2014 // 0 Comments

A stone setting of a friend

Yesterday I attended the stone setting of a local friend I know from the David Lloyd gym, who had an untimely death aged 60. Alan neither ate nor drank to excess, played tennis and golf and had a placid temperament. Last year he complained of severe pain that he thought was sciatica and was later [...]

January 20, 2014 // 0 Comments

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