Uncategorized – 2020 – A Year of Perfect Vision

It’s been a while

In case you happen to be following my scribblings, I just decided to work on some new material. You can find it here: https://thesixtysecond.wordpress.com/2023/12/30/just-a-minute/

Chris Turner Way back in July 1939, dad was born in Sunningdale, in the Royal County of Berkshire. He would always make a point of stressing the royal bit. He came into the world precisely two months before war was declared. This may be an odd way to begin this piece, but it was oneContinue reading “My Dad”

Identity

Is the crisis, can’t you see? I’ll leave that there for the time being. Right now, there are so many questions. So few answers. Yesterday, quite by chance (I forget exactly how I got there), I was confronted by an image accompanied by a statement from a proud parent. Here’s the image, albeit with theContinue reading “Identity”

Twenty Years On

I recently found myself thinking about an anniversary. Late September marked both my release from quarantine and the 20th anniversary of my joining Loughborough University. It came to mind, largely because of this picture, retrieved from my box of important crap, which has been stored in my room back in the UK ever since IContinue reading “Twenty Years On”

Remember, like, to ‘like’ and follow, like (and Subscribe, like)

Like. Perhaps the most common word in the English language right now. Listen to pretty much anyone under the age of 53, and this will punctuate their every sentence, not to mention their every visit to any website, app or hospital Emergency Department. We seem to be predisposed to want to indicate that we likeContinue reading “Remember, like, to ‘like’ and follow, like (and Subscribe, like)”

Wheelchair Bound?

Take a moment think about what that term means. I’ll freely admit that it is an expression I would have used in the past. Before I took a moment to think about what it actually means. I am posting just a few words of my own, here, then I strongly recommend you read what follows.Continue reading “Wheelchair Bound?”

Oh, for fuck’s sake!

As previously, I should preface this with an admission, a disclaimer, a statement, if you will, of my deep love of Taiwan. The people, the food, the climate, the work ethic, the healthcare system (although, this has taken a bit of a dip of late as you will see if you read on, dear friend),Continue reading “Oh, for fuck’s sake!”

Footnote

More precisely, I suppose, this should be called subtitle. Read on, and prepare for your mind to be blown. Mine is still in pieces. I’ll keep it brief. In my last missive, if indeed that is what I should call it, I mentioned three things that had helped me through my period of incarceration. GoContinue reading “Footnote”

Two Weeks Barefoot

I know what you’re thinking. What would be your Native American name? For what it’s worth, I also considered 14 Days Shoeless and Fortnight Sans Shoes, but I had to settle for the Barefoot option. You know it makes sense, right? Honestly, I am somewhat conflicted. I woke this morning and thought about the realityContinue reading “Two Weeks Barefoot”

Plumbing the Depths

This is one for die-hard fans. Yippee ki yay, muthafudgers! Imagine me writing about a Willis/Rickman Christmas/not Christmas fillum tour de force, eh. The smart ones will notice the absence of a question mark. Yes. It’s not a question, it’s an instruction. If you want it (i.e. me writing about the quintessential American action filmContinue reading “Plumbing the Depths”