Tuesday, 28 February 2017

Rope-a-Dope.

I'm doing the 'Rope-A-Dope', it's all I have left.

Mohamed Ali used the tactic against George Foreman in 'The Rumble in the Jungle'. No longer able to "Fly like a butterfly, sting like a bee", Ali spent much of the fight up against the ropes absorbing a terrible rain of blows from Foreman at some considerable cost to his later health.

Eventually Foreman was so exhausted that Ali was able to win the fight.

Well, I'm not going to win this fight but I am doing the 'Rope-a Dope'.

I've definitely damaged my back again but I was able to get up this morning OK which is just as well because I'm about to start 5 days of Radiotherapy which is going to involve some gruelling journeys.......and I'm quite worried about getting on and off the trolley too.

Meanwhile I'm on the eleventh day of my chemo tablets, only three more to go and I get a fortnights break.

So far nothing too terrible has happened.

On the ropes but hoping to get a blow or two in before the bell goes.

Neil Harris
(a don't stop till you drop production)
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Monday, 27 February 2017

Sydney stole my chair.

These days Sydney has stolen my chair - as you can see here;


That's my chair, my rug and my cushion and Sydney appears to be playing dead when I try and get her out.

This poem seems to set out the situation quite well;

Squatter's Rights

(Richard Shaw)

Listen, kitten,
Get this clear,
This is my chair.
I sit here.

Okay, kitty,
We can share;
When I'm not home,
It's your chair.

Listen cat
How about
If I use it
When you're out?


Except Sydney doesn't go out.

Neil Harris
(a don't stop till you drop production)
Home: helpmesortoutstpeters.blogspot.com
Contact me: neilwithpromisestokeep@gmail.com