These are just fleeting thoughts from the heartland of the UK's colonial dustbin somewhere beyond the wall of sleep. Odd bits of music and so-called worldly wisdom may creep in from time to time. Don't expect too much and you won't feel let down. As ever AI and old age are to blame. I'll just leave it there ...
Thursday, May 14, 2026
Prelude
Prelude: It should be the ambition of all sensible people of a certain age to have a very brief obituary planned. Then you can know the relief of having the weight of your life being reduced to one single sentence (or thereabouts).
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