What can you do with a drinks can?

GG shared a collage of drinks cans today and it reminded me that I’d looked in a neighbours bin to extract a can that I could use to create variable shaped nibs for dip pens. Somewhere I have a few samples of the marks they make.

There are all kinds of entries I could add for the day and my mind was a blank last night.

My son was 55.  Writing it down make him seem old but remembering back to my fifties reminded me that they were some of the best times of my life.  I met Ann when I was in my very late forties.

I spoke with CT the Parkinson’s nurse yesterday morning - why do my conversations with her leave me feeling adrift when she suggests yet more conversations with my doctor about symptoms that only began when I started to take the Malapor.  My Parkinsons had clearly developed much earlier and my digestive system seemed to be working well during the earlier days of my illnesss.

I needed a sleep and managed not a sleep but I think a bit of a nap.  Anyway I managed to keep going until 10.30 in the evening.  I’ve been rewatching some older films and at the moment I’m watching ‘ A Passage to India’, which is a long film.  I think it was serialised when first shown.

Chatted to Sarah, who I haven’t seen for a long time, outside the doctors.  She used to live opposite me before they moved up the hill.  Also a member of the Tai Chi group, who wanted to know how I was and later I spoke with Lyn using Messenger.