The one I wanted to write tonight would have been the oddest
of them all, but I decided not to write it and I don’t quite know why. I think
it was because I was sure it would have been seen as mere gibberish. Hermione
would have understood, but Hermione isn’t here. She came to me once you know,
as a bird. She hung around for a while taking scraps from my table and then
flew away, never to be seen again. But I did say that I wouldn’t talk about
Hermione, didn't I? I did, so I won’t.
* * *
Today I read a feature about anorexia in a newspaper. It
said that the health services in Britain place far too much reliance
on Body Mass Index when assessing the risks, and far too little on mental and
behavioural patterns. And that, according to an ex-anorexic author of a recent
book on the subject, is why some people are allowed to progress to the most
serious stage – which can result in death – when such progression could have
been avoided. So isn’t it heartening to note that some people have the strength
to move beyond it and into the light? It’s a fact for which I’m personally very
grateful, and for which I offer my appreciation and congratulation.
* * *
I saw this advert on a web page tonight:
My first thought on perusing it was that the wildlife here illustrated which is most
vulnerable and in need of help is the fish. Fish are wildlife, aren’t they? Or is that merely gibberish?
2 comments:
I think the idea in that photo is that the bird of prey is helpfully assisting the fish by giving it a free ride. Perhaps it's saving the fish from drowning.
Good logic. Thank you.
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