Sunday, January 05, 2014

Curtain call

I have left Willesden and Brent to live just across the border near Sudbury Hill in the outer London borough of Harrow. I lived in Willesden for about 21 years and have been blogging here since spring 2003. There are also friends of mine who contributed messages, especially in the early days. It's all there for you to peruse and I will leave everything as it is. This is now a museum for as long as Blogger supports it, which I hope will be a long time. The short story competition can be followed at either Willesden Herald. com or New Short Stories .com. I have a personal blog as well, which you can find in the list of "Friends etc", which should be alongside here somewhere. I've come over all Oscar speechy now and want to say how much I love you all, and I haven't even touched a drop. Thanks, farewell, see you round.

Steve

10 comments:

Nick Holdstock said...

Everything seems permanent until it suddenly isn't. Thanks for such an enjoyable blog, which was always beautifully local and yet engaged with wider issues. Best of luck with the move, and wherever you end up writing next.

Ossian said...

Thanks Nick.

Dr Gerald Francis (ret'd) said...

If this is anything to do with Red's idiosyncratic reaction to the prostate medication please let me know, the dose can be adjusted up or down and will take some pressure off his bladder and thereby, hopefully, off you.
If Red is in fact not a consideration then please enjoy your retirement and do look into cinnamon supplements as a possible adjunct to any other medications for blood sugar control.
Happy trails.
Gerald

Feargal Mooney said...

Hi Dr Francis. I tried to convey your message to Red but I'm afraid it's very hard to get through to him, as all his time is taken up with following the instructions from the gambling websites that advertise when his grandchildren are watching whatever the present equivalent of Blue Peter is. He notes them all down and goes for the free bets. So I'm afraid the only response I could get out of him, having tried to convey the dual possibilities, was "Can I get bet in play on that?" Frankly, and there's not much danger of him reading this, I fear he might be one or two characters short of a font. It's nice to know that cinnamon can be good for the blood. Thanks for your efforts over the years to inject some sense into the unhealthy people of Willesden. I hope you have some new book up your sleeve 'ere long, as you writers say. Thanks, cheers, Feargal

Dr Gerald Francis (ret'd) said...

Ah Feargal, I see, well I've checked the formulary and matched Red's prescriptions against possible side-effects and contra-indications and it's entirely possible that one or other of his drugs is combining with another (tasmulosin + temazepam for instance) and is making him non risk averse, hence his interest in gambling sites. I was only mentioning recently to Amanda and Rocky that if one had told anyone just ten or so years ago that gambling would be encouraged in television advertisements and that children would be encouraged into tens of thousands of pounds of debt in the spurious hope that it(a university degree course) would enhance their life prospects, one would have been regarded as certifiable.
Many thanks for your interest in my own meagre literary efforts, I am happy to say that after many years of struggle the final part of my Encyclopedia of Proctology (M - U , i.e Mucus - Uranus)will be delivered to my publisher within the month.

Mona Bone-Jakon said...

Ooh, that's excellent news. Up to now I have had not been able to help correspondents with proctology problems related to topics beyond "L", although as a trained psychotherapist I did a module on the anus. I like to err on the side of caution. I shall certainly be ordering a copy. X

Mystic Mavis said...

I knew this was going to happen.

Malachy Dunhill said...

Why do they even bother to tell us, I wonder, when we've all been on zero hours contracts for years? And who do they bring in to post the bad news? An outsider. Typical.

Simon Moribund. said...

Right. This is all very well but computers don't maintain themselves. So it's all going to fall to bits. And Blogger will probably be swallowed up by Google+ and mangled in the process. Then Google+ will sink without trace. I give it about two or three years. As usual it's like Fred Karno's circus with this place.

Kronk said...

I was giving this some thought when I had a flashback to the soursop falling on my head. Every time I start to think, this happens and I lose my train of thought. You'll know what I'm on about, so I'm not going to look it up again. Anyway that's my comment on whatever it is this is about.