Come in, come in, my little one, the spell has taken hold!

For though the sweat drips from your brow, it seems your flesh is cold…

And sickness grips your stomach such that nothing there remains,…

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I won’t forget those wise old words my Daddy said to me

As he sat down in his chair one night and perched me on his knee.

He said, ‘Son, diabetes wasn’t always so much fun,

So let me tell you how it was in 1931!’



Twice a day we’d drive to town, down to the abattoir,

Pick out a bovine pancreas and stow it in the car,

And when we got home Mum and Dad would mash that organ up,

And strain it through a muslin bag into a paper cup…



Then Dad would get some… Continue

I’ve always taken a layman’s interest in physics, from cosmology all the way down to particle physics and the quantum world. Sometimes, if I’m feeling a little down about my diabetes, I can take solace from the knowledge that the many worlds theory suggests that somewhere, in another universe, there is a ‘me’ who does not have diabetes. In fact, he’s probably a world-class marathon runner and polymath, admired and adored by all who hear his name, and… Continue

(Note for my US friends, crisps are potato chips)

As I was out walking, I happened to meet

Someone casually eating some crisps in the street.

Now, that’s not remarkable, I hear you all say,

For it’s something we witness almost every day!

Well, that may be true, but I think you may find

Diabetes brings thoughts of a quite different kind.

The thoughts may be angry: how dare she do that!

Just stuffing her face at the drop of a hat!

The thoughts may…

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