The trouble with intelligent things is that they tend to go haywire when they get old.
The 'brain' on my car is beginning to do that now, as is the brain in my iPhone. Both are playing up and I don't really have the matching intelligence to cure them. All these things are wonderful when they work as intended, but they don't half drive you mad when they don't. I can see why people tend to get to breaking-point when their spouses develop Altzheimer's, and I dread the same thing happening to me or any of my loved ones. I would like to say, 'put me down if I get violent', but of course it is not as simple as that. You cannot scrap your husband because his wiring is falling to bits, even though you may already have said goodbye to him.
Last night at about 7.45, I managed to park the car strategically in a place where it can be accessed by a breakdown lorry if it refuses to start today. Everything is fine with the engine, it is just the electronic management system which is showing its age.
I went into the pub for the first time in a week, as I really wanted to have a beer or two and forget all about everything for an hour before going home. I chatted to a friend, who told me he had just been on a drugs-run for his father.
Amongst other terminal illnesses, his elderly dad has Altzheimer's Disease. My friend discovered that if he gave his father liquid cannabis to be inhaled in an electronic 'vape', he came 'back into the room' for a few hours and could conduct a perfectly ordinary conversation with him during the chemically induced window of lucidity. He used to be a keen smoker, so enjoys the vaping very much in any case. He also used to live in Haight Ashbury, USA, in the 1960s, so knows all about cannabis.
I wonder if I poured some into the tank of the Volvo, would rewire itself long enough to get to my destination?
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