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  Yes, it was the realisation yesterday that I had put on weight. Those that know me will confirm that I am usually casually dressed, at least since my "retirement". However it was necessary yesterday to be somewhat formal. Sadly it took three pairs of trousers (yes I do posses three) before I found some that more or less fitted. Equally, those that know me will be aware that for the past couple of years at least that I have been becoming less and less mobile. My knees and latterly my hands have become quite painful.
  
  After being wrongly diagnosed early on I now find that that I have psoriatic arthritis. Now as to whether the weight increase is due to less exercise or the steroids that I am now on is debatable. However I can state the steroids are having a remarkable effect on my mobility. I now feel ten years younger.
  
  Why the hunt for a decent pair of trousers you ask? It's because I was helping out, as I usually do at such occasions, at the St George's Day ceremony. Given the fact that I was engaged in activities in the messier parts of the town hall and getting my best suit trousers snagged on the flint wall and smeared with bird droppings you may wonder why I didn't wear my usual jeans.
  
  The reason is that I did it out of RESPECT (a previous correspondent's accusational capitalisation not mine, and I don't like being shouted at) for the fallen. I did it for them. I certainly wouldn't do it for, as Robin Day once put it "Some here today, gone tomorrow politician".
  
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  Terry

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