Wednesday June 23, 2010
Just got back from the cardiologist. “You’re doing fine,” he said. “Our job now is to keep you fit and well for the next 10 or 15 years.” “Sounds good but make it 25 and we have a deal,” was my response. And he didn’t even tell me to stop smoking my 15-a-day. Sensible chap. Sensible chaps are so rare these days.
The only trouble now is that I shall have to take painting and/or writing seriously so as to keep the old marbles rolling around happily for longer than I’d thought would be the case.
This may be one of my first painting subjects, when I’ve thought about it for a while longer:
The house on the hill
And now I shall put my feet up for the rest of the day. Fish’n'chips for dinner… yummity scrummity!
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Glad to hear such a good report. Keep doing what you’re doing!
Great news! Looking forward to seeing your painting!
Good on the report. I don’t hope to hang around 25 more years at the rate I’m going, but I suppose I have to if I plan on following you.
Hear, hear! Good news, indeed. My only problem now is that since I turn 87 next month I’m afraid I won’t be here to follow you through ALL of those years, which should surely be fascinating if the past is any indicator. Long may you flouish, John!
It’s always such a relief to get good news like this! I’m happy for you, John, and am looking forward as well to the next 25 years reading your blog!
25 years from now? 2035 — Hmmm, I hope to be a spry young chap in my early nineties… and still following the writing and painting adventures of The Old Grey Poet (although by then it might be through direct mental connection to the super-web or whatever).
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The house on the hill looks to be an excellent choice for a painting.
So lovely to see you back in my notify box John, I really missed you!
Diana