Test or Not

News has come through of yet another drug related death at a music festival. What a dichotomy, a festival of youthful enthusiasm and enjoyment of music marred by a death from a drug presumably taken to heighten the enjoyment and experience of the occasion. What a waste. Continue reading “Test or Not”

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Milestones

I was surprised to receive a message from WordPress recently in which they congratulated me on passing the 100 posts published mark. This was not something I had been monitoring nor setting a target to reach but I was both pleased with myself on one hand for having reached that number and a little annoyed on the other that I hadn’t posted more by now. That is the problem with milestones, they come in many flavours. I thought to myself, interesting things milestones, so here are a few of my views on milestones. Continue reading “Milestones”

Kookaburra

I was out on my daily walk recently when I noticed that one of my shoe laces had come undone. As I leant down to re-tie my shoe lace, a kookaburra started to “laugh” from somewhere a distance behind me. The kookaburra’s call sounds like laughing. Why is he laughing at me I thought, it was just my shoe lace? Shoe lace secure again, I looked around for where the kookaburra might be. Continue reading “Kookaburra”

The Sentence

The gift of life comes with its inevitable companion, the sentence of death. You can’t have one without the other, there is no choice. You live, you die. As soon as you start living the clock starts ticking. Every life, human, animal, plant, no exceptions. There is no control other than adding the full stop through suicide, self-destruction. The length of the sentence is arbitrary and therefore unknown, unlike the sentence pronounced by a human court sitting in judgement. The sentence though is full of commas and colons and semicolons and capitals and hyphens, all defining the events of our life. But where does the natural judgement on the length of the sentence come from? Continue reading “The Sentence”

441 Days

441 days. A death sentence, the date set. With the date of pronouncement being the 5th of September 2017, add 441 days and you get 20th November 2018. The finality of an actual date struck me hard. Our vet has confirmed that our little Daisy has a heart murmur and it is more pronounced than it was on the earlier visit about a month ago. Dr Andrea just comes straight out with “441 days is the average prognosis for this condition”. Life expectancy that is, the average time it takes before the condition takes its victory, death. Continue reading “441 Days”

The Stace

Hi, I’m Mike Stacey and I’m just keeping an eye on things as I approach the sunset of my life. Well certainly closer to the sunset than the sunrise at least 😉

This site contains a mixture of my scribblings, podcasts and radio shows.

I suggest you use the “Blog“, “Podcast“, “Quotations” or “Radio” menu items if you want to segment what is displayed. Under “Blog” you can also just choose one of the categories to further limit what is displayed. Look for the “Older Posts” at the bottom of the page to show the next page of posts.

If you would like to find out a little more about me, please check out my  “About” page.

 

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Back to Natural

I was about fifteen when I first started to fool my body and brain into a new way of thinking. Thinking that it was actually enjoyable to put burning cigarettes in my mouth and suck the smoke from them deep down into my lungs. It wasn’t easy to do though, to overcome the natural response to this unnatural act. Continue reading “Back to Natural”

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