Ta-Nehisi Coates and black bodies

I travelled to the US recently, because it’s an intriguing place. I enjoyed the consequences of plate tectonics, found the people who voted for Trump (another story), and ate my first ‘smore. But this time I was conscious of something new. Over the last few years I’d realised the extent of my antipodean ignorance of … Continue reading Ta-Nehisi Coates and black bodies


death, or something like it

It’s either a very short consult, or a very long one. Because it's often the first real question they’ve asked in their life, and the opener goes something like this. "It's a bit of a weird one. I'm afraid, like terrified, of death." "Yes." There is no upward inflection in my yes, no encouraging question … Continue reading death, or something like it

starting over at the end

Sept 2013 I'm back to medicine - in a haematology unit. Leukaemia, lymphoma, multiple myeloma. Hence I'm thinking a lot about my own death and the fact that there is maybe a 30-40% chance it will come with crumbling bones and bladder dysfunction, and almost certainly at what appears to be an inopportune time. I've … Continue reading starting over at the end