I’m not sure if the injecting Nurse mistook me for for a Mike Myers character but it sounded suspiciously like he might have. As he showed me the needle that contained my first Hormone treatment, he informed me that it was easier to insert the implant when the patient had a layer of fat around…

Since the initial confirmation that Rupert had taken up permanent residency in my body, I’ve spent more hours than I care to remember Googling ways to better cope with his presence. Some of the better advice I’ve came across on adapting to Living with Rupert, appears in a Paper on the Stanford Centre for Interactive…

“We all do things we desperately wish we could undo. Those regrets just become part of who we are, along with everything else” – Libba Bray American author Sport has been a large part of my life for as long as I can remember. As a kid attending Gravel Hill Primary School in Bendigo, every…

I’ve always been an impatient bastard. Whenever I’ve had something to do, I’ve always felt the need to get it done immediately. I suspect it’s a very mild form of OCPD but it meant that when faced with a task I’d usually complete it as quickly as possible. Completing an impending responsibility sooner rather than…

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“Good morning Rupert. I’d like to introduce you to my new friend Covid. Covid will be living with me for a little while but unlike your good self, indications are that it will fuck off in about a week and allow me to get back to my life”. The Pan Pac Games were a wonderful…

The Boys Of Summer is a terrific Sports Book written by Roger Khan in 1972 and Amazon describes it as “a book about young men who learned to play baseball during the 1930s and 1940s, and then went on to play for one of the most exciting major-league ball clubs ever fielded, the team that…

I didn’t realize today was Remembrance Day until I started today’s post. The minute of silence at the eleventh hour was something I grew up with but now not so much. My maternal Grandfather served with distinction in the First World War winning the Military Medal and my Dad served overseas for most of the…

Today is November 10, 2022. Sometime earlier this year an evil bastard invaded my body in the form of Prostate Cancer. Going forward that “evil bastard” will be referred to only as Rupert in recognition of the Murdoch Malignancy eating into our Country’s heart. In late May of this year a routine blood test showed…

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