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  • Roland's Revenge: Chapter 31

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    My mother had three brothers who were all extremely bright and talented – not in the academic sense but they were able to work wood and metal to incredible tolerances. Jack was the oldest and was an amazing engineer able to machine metals to extreme tolerances. Jack’s ability was basically self taught and his skill was without question. All of the brothers had very wide, short thumbs – hammer thumbs. …
  • Roland's Revenge: Chapter thirty

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    Those of you who have been following my blogs since I started blogging a year ago with the Demise of Roland Ratso will recognise the theme of this blog as being on one of my favourite subjects – poo. I don’t mean the word poo as some sort of substitute profanity. Poo featured regularly in the Demise blogs – not from a love of it per se but because it became an integral part of my illness which became worse as the treatment…
  • Roland's Revenge: Chapter 29

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    Well I havnae been on the blog since Hogmanay and some of you might think it’s because I took the strong drink but nothing could be further than the truth. I did make it out for my New Year but it wasn’t my usual celebration of years gone by.
     
    I made it to the club at about 10.30pm and we went in the lounge because the concert hall was mobbed. I got a bottle of Merlot but I had a stomach upset as well as…
  • Roland's Revenge: Chapter 28

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    So we have done the Christmas traditional swapping of presents and I won’t say too much about that except Irene was true to her word and I am now reclining resplendent on my new pillow!
     
    Tim has just come in – he is not a happy chappy as he has got work tonight at ASDA but hey ho someone has got to get the shelves stacked for the hordes to top up their supplies. Eleanor is coming over today with little Evie and…
  • Roland's Revenge: Chapter 27

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    Sorry Picko I miscounted Chapter 24

    It’ s Christmas Eve and I have had good night’s sleep (well as good as I get these days!) and I feel good. The eight foot blow up Santa is still not on my porch because Jonathan says it’s not worth it. We live on Cotgrave’s bus route and Santa is a major landmark. I am determined to get him up there even if I try and do it myself although I have enough trouble climbing stairs let alone…