Dying Is The Easy Bit

18th September 2016 was a pretty normal day. It was Sunday, we had the grandson over, I cooked a roast. In the evening I complained about a bit of a weird feeling in my chest, kind of indigestion but not. I shrugged it off, went to bed and thought if it continued I’d call the … Read more

Seven minutes

Seven minutes of my life are missing. All is black.All is silent. There is no consciousness, no awareness, no realisation of unconsciousness. It is silent, amorphous, a world without verbs or adjectives.None are possible.They don’t exist.Neither do I. “Hello ! Can you hear me David ?”I do not respond.“Can you hear me David ? Do … Read more