I don't know if I identify with everything here, Jack. Or I am telling myself that I do not. A week ago, I was at the mall with Jenny, and she asked me a question. I thought I answered her question perfectly. Not so, she said, I had not made any sense, and my mouth shape quivered. She took me immediately to the ER, with me nagging like hell that I was fine, and after tests there were signs of a mini stroke. Some call it a TIA I believe.

Not uncommon in men in their mid-seventies. Okay, I thought, then he said it is a sign of future problems. Bloody hell, I'm thinking, what am I going to do? I don't feel old, but I guess things in my brain are, so I bought a boat!!!

To hell with this.