Thursday, July 28, 2011

Staccato

It has been so long since I last posted anything to this site - I have become a Facebook addict - that 'staccato' is the only word that springs to mind now that I have decided to post something here again after so lengthy a break. I could easily have headed the post with the phrase 'DaCapo', another musical term. In keeping with my upbringing, though, I came across the phrase while I was working as a temp for a business in Kent that recycled car tyres - I am no inverted snob but it is entirely appropriate that I should have come across the term while working in a second hand car shop than through listening to an opera, for example - and I wouldn't want to mislead people into thinking that I know more about music than I actually do.

And why am I posting now? It is tiring to keep returning to the same theme - when do we ever really leave it anyway - but, to paraphrase Gillian Rose, I post now for the same reason that I am always compelled to post - facebook, twitter or here - in sickness and in health - so that "I may die forward into the intensified agon of living". Of course, my life is not so dramatic. It may have recurred but, anyone diagnosed with cancer, has got to expect that it will return (and progress) and diagnosed with cancer or not our 'life affair' is never in abeyance.