It isn't often I can know exactly what I was doing ten years to the day, but today I do -- 1st July 2009 I had my heart surgery. The day before I'd signed the confirmation that I knew and accepted the risks, and I think it was this which convinced me that I would be on the lower end of the curve, and last somewhere between six months and three years if I was lucky. So ten years is something to celebrate. (With a chocolate lamington and a glass of wine.)
Now I'm thinking maybe I'll have a crack at another decade...


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