Where and when appropriate I greet a lady by the simple courtesy of raising the back of her hand to near my lips. For many, it is a first experience that has so far brought pleasure. I wonder how many women have had a hat raised in greeting or how many ladies have seen men rising from their seats on their entering a room.
At the moment we have neither the time nor the desire to cook complex dishes. If you overslept and missed your meal, you don’t have to sacrifice your health and give up nutritious and delicious food. A few simple combinations of therapeutic products have been selected specifically for such cases.
As it was a business trip I was without a companion when I visited Marbella. I imagine that all across the country there are tens of thousands of people who for many reasons travel alone.
There are some extraordinary women. The extraordinary is to be discovered on the inside of women. They are the women who feel, those who think deeply and passionately. Their inner world is so vast, it seems that this scope has no bottom. Their speech is beautiful as if reading a wonderful book, listening to Chopin, looking at Botticelli’s paintings… – filling up their hearts and intellect.
Let go of people who are not ready to love you. This is the hardest thing you will ever have to do in your life but it will also be the most important.
Almost no person knows what to do during a heart attack. At that moment panic begins and the maximum we can do is call an ambulance. What to do when you’re all alone and surrounded by no one? What would you do if the nearest hospital was a couple of hours away and you just had no one who could help you?
It is always sad to read of deaths by drowning. Such tragedies are common but most heart-rending is the many that die not through drowning but through lack of knowledge. Those more aware of how to respond in a difficult situation would survive.
I am much amused by a Hagar the Viking cartoon in which Lucky Eddie declares Norwegian girls as being the best. The Norwegian sea bandit responds by declaring that ‘Bulgarian girls are pretty and they’re good cooks.’
After more years than I care to remember, I still recall the elbow in the ribs. ‘Get up, son. Give the lady your seat.’ When I became less a callow youth, I would volunteer my bus seat without a poke in the ribs. It was and still is my second nature to keep open a door for an approaching lady.
There are two things certain in life so it is said; death and taxes. To this might be added regrets and who better to ask what these might be than the angels of mercy, those nurses in palliative care. What are deathbed laments of regret?
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