I was reflecting on the idea of memory loss
today to prepare myself for Alzeihmers disease,
when I remembered the animal with the shortest
memory. Its a goldfish which has a memory of 3
seconds only and constantly says to itself " A BOWL !
Ive never swum round a bowl before ! " This is of
course one of the joys of memory loss....everything
becomes new, stays fresh and one is constantly surprised.
But up til now I have had no real signs that my memory
is flagging. And I have diaries for the last 15 years which can
pinpoint events to the nearest week at least. They are a real
pleasure and I pat myself on the shoulder for having the
determination and discipline to maintain them. I was reminding
my old Paddy mate Biffo about some of our exploits in
Copenhagen when he accused me of looking back more than I
am looking forward. He may well be right. But at what point is
one allowed the luxury of reflection , contemplation, and even
consolidation. Most of my most valued contemporaries.. Lord
Snooty and Pugwash dont have the time for such decadent
nostalgia.....they are actively involved with their rug rats . Biffo
has no children but he is still actively ducking and diving....I just
duck threatening golf balls and dive into the shack to avoid the
feckin blizzards.
It makes you think though doesnt it.....if you have the time.
Speaking of time....What do you say to a man with no arms or legs
if you want to know the time ?.......Have you got the time on ya cock ?
Stay cool, wont you ?
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Reflection is nothing short of a virtue; those that don't tend to suffer from a flippancy in life and without it, it becomes hard to appreciate the moment in any more depth than that of a child. Having said that, your buddy may have a point, because to dwell too much also rips the moment from your grasp, and what point is there to life without enjoying yourself "now"?
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