Cancergiggles is an idiot's guide to accepting, living with, laughing at and dying from cancer. The very, very last bit I can't be absolutely sure of, but then who the hell can? I could have written some beautifully crafted, grammatically correct essays but I hope you will understand, that when I say "I don't have a lot of time" I mean it far more literally than you do. I just wanted scribble a few thoughts to maybe light a spark in people - and then it became a book about Cancer, Life, Death, Illness and Politics. ISBN 0955198801

 

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NORMAL

posted Friday, 4 March 2005

NORMAL

I really don’t like being ruled by convention, but sometimes people misinterpret this as madness. It’s been cold here for quite a while and for the past couple of weeks we have had snow just about every day. Not the skiing, snowboarding stuff, but just the kind that makes things a bit white for a few hours. Now at the beginning of March, I am still wearing T shirt and flip flops when I go out (not shorts stupid – it’s winter) because I just haven’t felt cold enough to consider donning layers of uncomfortable and restricting clothing. I’ve sorted out the barbecue and if the temperature increases by about 2 degrees I will be outside cooking.

Am I making some profound statement by exhibiting this apparently bizarre behaviour? Well actually, yes. I don't feel cold.

If I look at the hordes of despondent looking souls outside my local supermarket, I am convinced that they have, for the most part, been brainwashed into believing that during certain months of the year, it is inappropriate to be seen without their Michelin Man add-ons. Unfortunately, they also feel obliged to take on an obligatory depression and look of utter misery. Wake up! Rain and snow put wetness on you; evolution however has provided you with a skin which is damn nigh impervious to liquid. This can be demonstrated quite easily. Next time you are in the shower, look down and observe how few of your internal organs and bodily fluids are being rinsed away. After you have been cold, you get warm - wet you get dry. There is no fundamental change to your body mass or function so why stop smiling? Get my point?