cancer
Monday, well it starts off pretty light here, at college, I have one session in the morning and then nothing until about 4 o'clock, hard to know what do with the time.
I had some bad news yesterday, Chris, a lad who I was at school with in the early 70's has passed away due to cancer, the evil that is cancer. They seem to spend millions of pounds on the research of cancer, they get millions of pounds of donations, but they seem no further forward in the treatment of this vile thing, than they were when my mother died of it nearly 30 years ago, there was the talk, about 10 years ago that people would not die of cancer anymore, they would be able to have treatment for the rest of their lives, there would be no cure, but they would not die, the treatment would help them survive, but I guess that was a load of horseshit as I have lost a few friends in the last few years form this horror,
Chris was a nice lad, he was only 51 when he died, which was the same age as my mother, my mother never smoked or drank that much and ate quite well, I could blame the nuclear power station that was built near where we lived, but I am not too sure of this there is no proof.
With this cancer thing, you kind of think, who's next in for it, it really is a sickening condition. I guess we have to make the most of the time we have here, before the bastard gets us.
I have just spent 3 hours or so on the college recording studio, a band called Arthur something and the Black Eyed Fridays were recording, the band was made up of 2 guitarists and a banjo player, apparently the percussion section did not turn up. They were there to make a video, which was filmed and recorded mainly, by the students. This area is completely new to me really but it is interesting hopefully by the time I leave I will know how to record someone.
I had some bad news yesterday, Chris, a lad who I was at school with in the early 70's has passed away due to cancer, the evil that is cancer. They seem to spend millions of pounds on the research of cancer, they get millions of pounds of donations, but they seem no further forward in the treatment of this vile thing, than they were when my mother died of it nearly 30 years ago, there was the talk, about 10 years ago that people would not die of cancer anymore, they would be able to have treatment for the rest of their lives, there would be no cure, but they would not die, the treatment would help them survive, but I guess that was a load of horseshit as I have lost a few friends in the last few years form this horror,
Chris was a nice lad, he was only 51 when he died, which was the same age as my mother, my mother never smoked or drank that much and ate quite well, I could blame the nuclear power station that was built near where we lived, but I am not too sure of this there is no proof.
With this cancer thing, you kind of think, who's next in for it, it really is a sickening condition. I guess we have to make the most of the time we have here, before the bastard gets us.
I have just spent 3 hours or so on the college recording studio, a band called Arthur something and the Black Eyed Fridays were recording, the band was made up of 2 guitarists and a banjo player, apparently the percussion section did not turn up. They were there to make a video, which was filmed and recorded mainly, by the students. This area is completely new to me really but it is interesting hopefully by the time I leave I will know how to record someone.
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