Category Archives: Life

Life. Death. Plus anything else I think belongs in this category.

Happy St David’s Day!

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There’s been a lot happening lately in the Morris bubble, leaving little or no time for me to blog. I just thought I’d stop by today to wish everyone a Happy St David’s Day. St David is the patron saint of Wales, and the daffodil (pictured above) is the national flower of Wales.

St David lived in the 6th century in Wales and his day is celebrated by wearing daffodils, eating Welsh cakes, and perhaps some leeks, and of course singing the rousing Welsh national anthem. This year Google is celebrating too with one of its doodles:

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As you may or may not know, I am Welsh, but manage to live very happily in the foreign land of England. I have taken steps to assimilate into my new home by always speaking the English language and adopting local customs such as complaining about the weather and drinking tea.

Traditionally the daffodil flowers on 1st March, but in recent years our daffodils have been huddling for warmth until well after their due date. This year however, although we’ve had a frosty and even snowy winter, February has been mild, and so the daffodils in our garden are here on time to share their spring colour with us.

I’ll just finish this post by wishing you all,

Dydd Gŵyl Dewi Hapus!

Birthday status – 49 and counting

Today it’s my birthday. I’m 49. That’s old. Or is it? The mathematician in me refutes the proposition that any finite number is either large or small. Besides, 49 is a nice number – the square of a prime. Pretty cool, huh? That won’t happen again until I turn 64. Continue reading

Multitasking is dead

I tried multitasking. Really, I did. I focused my full attention on it, to the exclusion of all other things. Yet even that couldn’t make it work. Continue reading

Fearing for my life

I fear for my life more and more these days. My childrens’ too.

Every six weeks, to be precise. That’s when we visit the local Turkish Barber.

We used to go to a unisex salon. It was a safe space to take my children. Sure, there were scissors in use. But we never saw blood spilled, only hair clippings.

The young women who cut our hair were gentle. They spoke softly and asked the boys what they’d been doing at school.

The element of danger was very small. Continue reading

A cure for Chronic Fatigue?

Regular readers of my blog may recall that I have suffered from the condition known as CFS (ME) for the past 19 years. CFS leaves me without enough energy to get me through each day, and in its worst form makes me unable to get out of bed – for weeks, or months at a time.

On the news this morning, I heard about the launch of a large-scale trial for teenagers in the UK, to treat CFS online. It’s estimated that around 2% of UK teenagers suffer from CFS/ME, causing them to miss school, and the condition is currently untreated. A programme in the Netherlands claims success at treating patients, and is being rolled out here in Britain, initially for around a thousand children. Continue reading

24 hours to save the world

Each one of us is blessed with 24 hours in every day. But what we do with those 24 hours varies enormously. Continue reading

Why is morality relative?

The Ten Commandments by Gerry DIncher

The Ten Commandments by Gerry DIncher Creative Commons licence (CC BY-SA 2.0)

God gave the Israelites some pretty clear rules for how to live their lives. “Thou shalt not kill,” comes in at number six, and seems pretty clear cut. “Thou shalt not commit adultery,” is also very straightforward, and is at number seven. Yet Leviticus states, “And the man that committeth adultery with another man’s wife, even he that committeth adultery with his neighbour’s wife, the adulterer and the adulteress shall surely be put to death.”

So what’s going on here? Is morality not as clear as we first thought? And if so, why not? Continue reading