Walking the line
Hello, I don’t know how many posts it is now, nor the years that have ticked by, but making the first mark on the page – so to speak – doesn’t get any easier. Lots of ideas and suggestions pop into my muddled brain, but it’s only when I take a deep breath, dive in and prattle away madly, like now, that I seem to be able to get going. Today I saw a poster about elderly LGBT people and their care needs. The poster had a snappy title about not wanting to go back in the closet. Getting old isn’t something I really think about, although, with luck, it will arrive very slowly and there’ll be a long, slow […]
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