Please allow me to introduce myself, I’m a man of wealth and taste … thus the opening words of a famous song from my youth –Sympathy for the Devil by the Rolling Stones. Not particularly wealthy and of uncertain taste, I am an Englishman in late middle-age who, over the last eight years, has endured three brain operations to remove benign but aggressive brain tumours. For reasons, which will in time become clear, I have somehow managed to end up in an Old People’s Home in the north of Portugal overlooking the Atlantic Ocean.
I didn’t survive unscathed however; after the second procedure (six years ago) I was left with what the surgeons rather euphemistically described as «a slight deficit» in my right side. I couldn’t even sign my own name! Part of my rehabilitation therapy was to draw and paint for about an hour each day.
Each of my blogs will include one of the results of this therapy,