My mother was always of a somewhat negative mind-set. ‘They say people are living longer, well, God help ‘em,’ was one of her favourites (she lived to 94 as a reward for her negativity). She insisted on calling the film ‘Three Weddings and a Funeral’, Three Funerals and a wedding. Well funnily enough she wasn’t…
Category: Retirement problems
Retirement Unsettled: Part Two
And it’s happened again. Yes, unsettled again. Is this going to be a pattern for the rest of my life? I hope not. The previous blog was about being unsettled by being in the company of ex school chums in my home town. This last weekend the ‘unsettleness’ was to do with neither of these…
Retirement, unsettled in my home town
Something happened this weekend which was unsettling. And I don’t mean having a nasty dizzy turn for which there was no explanation. This other event had no explanation, in the sense that I didn’t know why it was unsettling, but I gradually realised that it was. So what was ‘it’ you ask? Well it was…
Are you crazy?
I surprised myself this weekend, amazed myself in fact. How long have I been retired? Ten maybe eleven years? This is the kind of thought I had when I first retired but after ten years, come on, be realistic. I thought that this kind of thinking was long gone from my daily repertoire. I’m not…
What’s going on?
I must admit I’m slightly nervous about this blog and that’s why I’m writing it a week ahead of what has become my recent schedule of one blog every two weeks. The more astute of you will note that it is only one week since my last post. And what a mini furore that (my…
Thank goodness for a diary
This is the shortest gap between blogs for the last year. The fact that prior to this the gaps had been so wide and this one so brief tells me (and hopefully you) quite a bit. The simplest message being that I must be feeling better, Not by any means perfection but then perfection was…
Music in retirement: Baildon, part 2
Music in retirement. It’s been quite a while since my last musical blog, early September in fact. It’s been patchy since then. I’ve missed rehearsals for various reasons ranging from Covid to outright indolence. The Covid bout meant I missed the last gig and so that means the last gig I performed at was Otley…
A view of retirement, not mine
A view of retirement. If I can I try not to directly steal ideas from other people’s writing. However. Every now and again an article or something similar comes along that proves irresistible and I don’t want to ignore it. This is one such article. You may remember a few blogs ago I wrote about…
Retirement blog about being no longer useful
I have to say that reading the news in the papers these days is a bit dispiriting. We actually stopped watching the 6 o’clock (and 6.30 local) news on TV because it set the wrong tone for the evening. I still, however, scan the BBC news on my phone in the morning. More out of…
Bringing my retirement to heel
My retirement sometimes feels akin (nice word) to riding, sans saddle, on the back of a bucking bronco. I know that doesn’t fit with the canine ‘bringing to heel’ analogy, but it will have to do. Control the beast, I don’t even understand the ‘c’ word. The harder I try to, the crazier it seems…