Research is stating more and more often that in every one of our friendship / family circles there is at least one person who does.
Either it is openly known or seen, or carefully hidden by that person.
Depression is an illness. It is not a choice like what movie to see, what day to go to the dentist, what colour top to put on or whether or not to have a 2nd cup of coffee.
Depression does not jump up and wave a large flag in your face when it is about to swoop. It is either there all the time, or sidles up to you every now and then, usually without warning, visits for a while and then slithers off. You do not get to choose, it is not like a hotel booking where you say "five nights please".
When diagnosed with any other serious illness, people would normally find themselves treated with great sympathy and genuine caring. The person who has the sickness did not ask for it, and has to li…
The beach. Brings images to mind of vast areas of golden sand. The
smell of coconut suntan oil, the sea and the vision of toned bodies, splayed on
beach towels, soaking up the sun whilst buff speedo clad men run along the sea
edge, eliciting sighs from women of all ages …. Screeeeeech …… stop the vision. Because the reality is indeed vast areas of
golden sand, and the smell of suntan lotion, but the toned bodies? All bodies
are here – toned, untoned, over toned, thin, fat, in-between and everything
else, in costumes of all sizes and styles, whether appropriate for that person
or not. Speedo clad men? Yes, but
perhaps for many of them a switch to baggies would be more appropriate. Speedo and huge boep? Not so hot.
A bit like me rocking up on the beach in a tanga. Not so hot.
If you are without a huge boep or highly confident or have always worn a
Speedo – high 5 to you. If not – better not. I have a wonderful friend who tells me that
Speedos are meant for illicit trips to Thail…
I made my husband a very happy man on Friday evening. The reason may be different to what normally makes guys
happy, but in this case, it was a change to a 25 year plus altercation every
time we went on holiday, or took a trip. The argument about what he terms “last minute items”. Now somehow, he is the self-designated boot packer (probably
because he gets everything in), which also then seems to mean that he gets to
decide who has taken too much, unnecessary stuff and so on and so on ……. Naturally his bags get loaded into the boot “unaudited”, we
do not get to comment on what or how much he takes as we do not really get to
see it. However, every single item
brought out, particularly by me, has to be commented on. My suitcase – when zipping it up and picking it up off the
bed, he usually gives a little shriek, holds his back, drops the case down on
the floor and asks “What the hell have you got in here Laverne?”. Now given that my answer has been roughly the
same since about 1990, I…