Safe to write this,no one reads my blog. Been so many years. The friend who came to visit has died. Aged 90. And recently I got some interesting news from a meurologist, a very nice woman named Catherine Miller. Well, she is nice; her news was not. She thinks I may have Parkinson's. Was depressed and actually coincidentally very ill for a week well nearly two since. But I have rallied. In life it is always NOW which matters, no? Concentrate on the here and now--ignore the tremor in my left hand. Not so bad, is it?