May 27, 2017
by David Robinson
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You’ve probably noticed that I haven’t been griping about the arthritis, recently. The fact is, we’ve had a bit of a heatwave in Great Britain, and the old bones give me less gyp in warm, dry weather than they do … Continue reading
May 9, 2017
by David Robinson
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It’s just about half past four in the morning, and here I am sat in front of the monitor. I can’t sleep. Fasting for a diabetic check at quarter past eight. Gasping for a cuppa, but all I’m allowed is … Continue reading
April 23, 2017
by David Robinson
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Arthritis is only one of my health problems. As well as diabetes and breathing problems, I’m also quite hard of hearing. Truth be told, I’m a crumbling old git. (This, madam, is a weak attempt at raising a smile on … Continue reading
April 20, 2017
by David Robinson
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Here is a transcript of the video. T’other day I was talking about my attempts to work with speech recognition, and its frequent comical interpretations of what it thinks it’s heard. When I say, ‘it’s choosing to behave itself this … Continue reading
April 17, 2017
by David Robinson
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Using speech recognition makes sense when you suffer from arthritis. If nothing else it saves wear and tear on your wrists. This morning it’s behaving itself, but over the last few days I’ve had nothing but trouble with it. … Continue reading
April 7, 2017
by David Robinson
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It’s Friday and the end of one of the most stressful weeks I can ever recall. It began on Monday with a visit to the doc’s concerning my damaged ankle and the problems it was causing my arthritic hip and … Continue reading
April 5, 2017
by David Robinson
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This post should have appeared yesterday, but my daughter has been hospitalised with some kind of neurological problem and I spent the day batting about the web like a pinball. Latest news is she’s all right, and goes for an … Continue reading
April 1, 2017
by David Robinson
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It’s two days now since we got back from Filey and I think I’m sufficiently recovered from the horrors to recount some of it. Joe, our crazy (and arthritic) Jack Russell was hospitalised, in need of rest, so there was … Continue reading
March 22, 2017
by David Robinson
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Well, it’s about me, to be honest. If I go back ten years I was as fit and healthy as any other man my age, albeit overweight and smoking too much. Then I got a lodger. Arfur. He moved into … Continue reading
March 21, 2017
by David Robinson
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Exciting is at fever pitch in the Robinson household. My publisher, Crooked Cat Books, is branching into non-fiction and my book, Life With Arfur, will be one of the first two published under the True Cats line. The other will … Continue reading