As is traditional at this point in the year, I had a look back and muttered a few platitudes on my 3,216 posts and nine years of blogging. I then decided to dump the whole lot and wrote my normal blog on the New Year Honours List. Though I am broadly in favour of an honours system, I’m not keen on what ours has become. It gives me an annual chance to moan about how popular sports attract more notice than unpopular ones and use the words “political lickspittle”. You may not have noticed that over the years, as I dump that too. I find it’s usually good to delete the serious stuff.
Having exhausted my list of thoughts for a blog post I then sat a little, thought about the pointlessness of life, listened to my chest rattling and, as a first in my blogging career, wrote the words “then I took a shot from my inhaler.” I think I’m gradually getting better with the inhaler, but it doesn’t make a lot of difference. However,I know from past experience that I hve to use it so I can tell the doctor it makes no difference. They like to know these things. If you fail to use something because you don’t think the signs are bad enough, you get told off for not using it.
The big inhaler (two shots before bed and two more on waking) does make a difference, I slept for hours last night and would have felt wonderful if it hadn’t been for the dreams about drowning. At about 5.30 I woke after dreaming several different dreams about drowning (fortunately only short ones) and found I was fighting for breath. Clearly I still need to cough while I’m asleep, even if I do find it annoying. I’ve always worried about drowning after falling in a stream whilst fishing when I was about five years old. I was never in any danger as I was with my father, my uncle and two of my cousins, but the memory of sinking under the surface stays with me now, as I write about it. However, it didn’t feature in last night’s dream. I’m fairly sure the dream was out of a film, though I can’t recall which one. I may go without the inhaler tonight, just to make sure I keep coughing to clear my airways. I can do without a repeat.
Dolphin – Sutton on Sea
“The Dolphin” is the name of the chip shop containing the tiles. I thought I’d point this out before someone told me they aren’t actually Dolphins.