Rufus Arrives…

The brilliant Harry has been keeping the site alive for the past few months, and my absence can partly be explained by my parents both spending some time in hospital. Both thankfully home and recovering now, but it’s been a long summer.
 
When I told my friend Michael about my father’s recent spate of illness, he said ‘welcome to Middle Age’. Which I first thought was a reference to the Middle Ages. Except it was like some sort of corporate paid-for experience of The Middle Ages- all indolent students in lurid tabards, all tankards and chicken legs. But no- to my surprise, he meant my own middle age. At 35 I feel too young to have a dad who’s seriously ill through old age. But The General has been through the mill.