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Anyone who has failed to tune into Netflix’s recent cinematographic feast ‘The Last Dance’ that finished this week needs to take a long, hard, (I’d even go as far as saying) protracted look at themselves and their habits. If you have not been watching, and somehow missed avoided this cultural typhoon, then I feel forContinue reading “‘The Last Dance’ review”

This is what I wrote a couple of days ago, before the proverbial s*** hit the fan… And that, senhores e senhoras, is pretty much that.  Every single one of the 6 years here at the University of Bristol; done just like that, vanished in a fit of Corona-tinged ignominy.   Admittedly these years have beenContinue reading “Uni finishes in a fit of Corona-tinged ignominy…”

The slings and arrows of acute brain injuries eh guys… Now please excuse the potentially over-dramatic title blurb; but what are you if you can’t make light of adversity eh?! I thought I would write a piece charting the difficulties that I have encountered since my little skydiving escapade at the end of 2017; ifContinue reading “Tom 2.0”

I am writing this in the hope that somehow, in some unforeseen way, by some stroke of luck – perhaps even through some unexpected source –  I might find the man to whom I owe my life. Now this is not the height of melodrama from me (although, as you know, I am partial toContinue reading “Searching for Simon”

We went to the cinema this weekend and we are all still talking about the film that we saw – the new film, Vice. Vice is the new biopic of Dick Cheney – you know, the ‘second president’ behind George W Bush; the guy who was quietly running the country whilst Bush worried about theContinue reading “‘Vice’ film review”

Let me just to set the scene: it is Thursday 3rd of May, and I have just finished the week in the OCE. Where I had started living there full-time, next I spent only the week times there, with weekends at home, and then for about my last month and a half the centre wasContinue reading “A surgical saga, part 6”

(I stumbled across some notes that I had made on my phone from my time “in the joint” and they paint a pretty good picture of what life in there is like: “A new guy who I’ve never met before came and sat on the same table as me. Having never seen him before, IContinue reading “A surgical saga, part 5”

At this point a year ago I was still deep in a coma, so there isn’t much action to report there, and I remained so until I “woke up” in what must have been mid-January. Unfortunately, and I hate to disappoint those that are interested, but the aforementioned “waking up” was not nearly as emphaticContinue reading “A Surgical saga, Part 4”

For about a month and a half, whilst I was busy down in Bristol impersonating sleeping beauty, I sadly missed a couple of landmark events. These included Christmas, New Year and also – and this is the one that pains me more than anything – the memorial service for my dear grandmother, Gug. Having explainedContinue reading “Surgical saga, part 3”

I will get to the joys of the rehabilitation centre soon enough, but I’m just going to open today’s entry with a quote from the diary that my mum wrote at the time of the accident:   “The Glasgow Coma Scale (G.C.S) Darling when a patient has suffered a major trauma (or poly trauma asContinue reading “A surgical saga, pt. 2”