Ah man....what can I say, other than this news has affected me in the same way that John Lennon's passing did. David Bowie was my first musical love and the soundtrack to my youth. I can remember me and my younger brother sneaking into my older brother's bedroom to listen to Ziggy Stardust and listening to one track with the headphones, then passing them over for him to listen to the next track. I can remember saving up my pocket money to buy John I'm only dancing, even though I never had a record player! Each subsequent single was eagerly bought and then I could afford LPs, so I bought his whole back catalogue! Genius is an overused word when it comes to celebrities, but Bowie is a bonafide one, not one other single man has influenced so many other artists over the years, It is admirable that he he never announced his battle with cancer to the media and that he had the strength to complete his final piece of work. This track from my favourite Bowie Album, Low, kind of reflects my mood right now... RIP the Thin White Duke....
I've damaged a ligament in my thumb....opening a tube of Lipsyl So not only am I in pain...it makes people laugh. I think I'll pretend it was a parachuting accident.
That pretty much goes without saying. However, medical science is making remarkable inroads on it. It won't be too many more years before it is beaten.
Just managed to get to the forum for the first time since hearing the sad, sad news about David Bowie. It's funny, I was only listening on the radio the other day to Mary Finnigan, who helped found the Beckenham Arts Lab which kicked the whole thing off in 1969. Never would have believed that I would hear news like that so soon after reminiscing about the start of Bowie's career. As Dave says, he paved the way for artists like Fable (who has been known to cover a Bowie number or 2 when performing live) and let's hope she and her contemporaries carry his torch onwards. RIP David Bowie, musical, artistic, and cultural genius
Thinking of you and your uncle, Beef. I know it doesn't help at all, but my girlfriend's uncle was given 6 months to live just over 2 years ago, so they can be wrong with their estimates. Hope it works this way for your uncle too.
I would just like to second what Dave has said Beefy . My Father was not given long to live over a year ago .He is still with us .
Problem is they have stopped chemo and blood transfusions now. So he will decline fast. He can hardly walk as it is due to having bone cancer. But thank you all for your kind words and sorry to hear of your gfs uncle Dave and your dad Jasper.
Messi wins again "I was injured for 2 months this year, maybe if I have 4 months out next year Cristiano might win"
Sorry to hear that Beef, must be hard for all of your family...Best wishes to your Uncle, Jasper's Father and Dave's GF's Uncle.
I can almost beat this - I tore the calf muscle in my right leg in March 2005, jumping up and down when Gethin Jenkins scored his try against Ireland to help Wales win the Grand Slam. Scared the cat as I collapsed on the settee and didn't see the conversion because I was rolling around in agony. Couldn't drive for 7 weeks. Friends in America seriously recommended that I sue the Wales Rugby Union
The only thing I will say to those who are suffering with cancer in their families is this: be strong and real for the person with the illness. In my family, when we were losing my Mum, not enough people had hold of some normality mad realism. Mum appreciated normality more than anything else.
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Yes, and I'm sorry to read that. However, my eldest brother has prostate cancer and is nearing the end of his treatment, having beaten it, it appears, and the next brother has had leukaemia for 10 years and is several years longer alive than he and his doctor expected. I do appreciate that you are looking at this from the sharp end, Beefy. Just to add that my dad died of prostate cancer back in the mid 1990's, when there was still little hope for treatment of that kind of cancer. I looked after him through his final weeks, when his very dignity was being tested. He wanted normality and me to be strong. I managed to do that for him. Nowadays, treatment can be said to be a cure. One day, they'll beat the lot of them.
I suffered a concussion while reading or watching TV in bed (can't remember which, because concussion). Gust of wind knocked loose the rather heavy window frame above me, which promptly fell on the top of my head. It was then that I accepted that my penchant for random head injuries was some sort of fate beyond my control.
