DannyBoy

Written and published 01/12/2025 at 10 42, according to the time on my pc...then later in the day at 17 00 when the date on the blog swiched to 1st December 2025... Looking at life with a wee bit of hilarity The darker hair because since I started swimming 16 yrs ago which inspired me to try my hand, or in my case my legs, when I started to run the 2500 steps home afterwards: my hair appearing to be turning back to its original dark brown, although in my first years it was blonder... Non-migratory since 2020 when I last took a winter holiday in the sun with the announcement there was a Chinese lady in Finnish Lapland carrying Covid 19, as we returned to Finland from a sojourn in Tenerife : my wife around this same time since then travelling with our younger son and his family first to Jordan then on another occasion to South Africa and Cape Town on her longest migration. On the other hand my visits to Arctic Norway and Finland summer migrations started but only from the south of Fin...

Yeah it'll take me a few days to work this one out so by the time I will officially be 86 years of age perhaps I'll have the answer, or maybe a partial answer, lol, 25 11 13 The thing that prompted the question, after another night of strange dreams, I'm going to blame on the new medication of Androgen Deprevation Therapy: if you do not know for what purpose, I am sorry you may have to await your turn, but otherwise I believe some of the ppl more familiar with my blog will already have twigged the reason(s)? Being of an age one has lost half the members of one half of our family's older generation these past five years: my wife's two brothers and one of her sisters-in-law, whilst in my case only a sister, since becoming an octogeneration, my wife now being left with an older sister and older sister-in-law, whilst I have lost my only sister, but retain an older brother and an older brother-in-law. Thus reflecting yet again how my wife and I comprise a marriage of o...

On the day I was advised to renew my annual Museum Card for the knock down price of €79 instead of the full price of €86 beginning tomorrow... Meaning that I had to make a second visit after failing to gain access on my first visit earlier in the year just ending. Using my current Museum card I received a year ago on the occasion of my 85th b-d. But today to my surprise I found it open, and futher that it is so much bigger than the old Hanko Museum it now replaces: in a corner of the Manner Kone Paija, an otherwise derilict building of this once much bigger concern. Also to my surprise was the Museum Curator, a guy called Benjamin whom I had met before a long time ago I couldn't be absolutely sure it was the same "Ben", he corrected my quiry of his Christian name. When I engaged in conversation first: explaining the difficulties I had experienced trying to renew my Museum Card for its second year, because the on-line Museum App was so difficult to use. So later after m...

Take for example my attitude at 7 the age most boys at Eton already know they are destined for Prime Ministerships when all I ever wished to do was play out with my like-minded soul mates! When repeated beatings with a 12 inch ruler across the knuckles of each hand did little to encourage us to be more diligent students!! Then age 10 still getting 2 out of 30 for spelling, my mate Brian only getting 1 or 0, since his position in class was 32nd, the bottom, while I was a close 2nd, in 31st place!!! Nevertheless by the time I reached 13 I had passed the exam to follow my brother into the Junior Technical School where we were taught lots of subjects I didn't wish to spend the rest of my life doing, but when in the second or third terms I succeeded in becoming the class's star pupil, and never fell below what, a half way down the class in position..? Then after two years schooling when a third year was introduced so we too could take GCE O-levels (General Certificate of Educatíon...

Not because my brother just sent me an email in which he mentioned by way of saying he is still getting out and about that he was doing alright, and as usual, had been selling poppies for his local Lion's Club in support of War Veterans, raising as much as £200, but because I decided the label was better than the Atheist Label I have used sometimes in the past. Humanism is a philosophical and ethical stance that emphasizes the potential and agency of human beings, using reason, compassion, and science to guide life and build a more humane society. Which is not to say I was brought up without any religious teachings or visits to religious institutions. As a baby for example I was Christened at St Lukes in our at the time local Anglican Church located in the area of Fallowfield in Manchester nearby where I was born. In childhood I can recall being dragged by the scruf of the neck by my maternal grandmother, Alice Anne I like to refer to as, the 1/2 mile to our local Methodist Churc...

Aged 60 when I celebrated my 60th b-d with a party arranged by my Ma and sister Marion I can't remember ever taking any pills with the possible exception of aspirin or Anadin for the occasional headhache: that is excluding childhood diseases which occasionally did the rounds in our neighbourhood like Measels, Coughs and Colds, Hooping Cough, and Mumps, though I dare say for some of these the main medication was simply rest, or something to placate a young fellow..? Aged 60 I still smoked cigarettes, a pipe and the occasional cigar, and still drank alcohol, red wine beer and the occasional wee dram of whiskey, and on the whole lived as someone immortal. Happily this all changed in the week of 3rd April 2002, when going for our usual evening walk and "lighting up" immediately my wife and I vacated our house, wearing this Red Blouse of a lined lightweight jacket I am still wearing occasionally, with elasticated cuffs, I felt a tightness that was a new sensation in each of ...

At HIRC according to Google so I was advised by Dr E my sponser I guess I shall have to call him, the partner of a cousin of my wife's. To be on the safe side I searched my old wallets for an old business card when among the many I decided to take one of the last I used to when I styled myself ****** **** CSci CChem FRSC standing for Chartered Scientist, Chartered Chemist, and Fellow of the Royal (of The United Kingdom) Society of Chemistry of Konsultancy****, the name of my Consultancy which operated from 2004 11 29 the Monday of the first week of what should have been my retirement upon reaching 65. Together with a photograph, a self portrait when I still had dark hair, now turned grey in the intervening almost 20 years: and on the reverse side the same name but styling himself Chairman, Working Group of Cellulose Casing Manufacturers, based in Bruxelles, Belgium, as the headquarters of C.I.P.C.E.L. (Comite International de la Pellicule Cellulosique). If ever I had wished to dis...