Going down swinging
He’d always done the right thing,thought Ned,exiting the specialist’s office in quite the state. He’d exercised,shunned junk food and alcohol,been a stickler for rules and regulations. Such temperance made the shock diagnosis all the more unfair. Why had he bothered? Well,he vowed,approaching the stairs,he’d go down swinging! He’d eat bacon. Dessert as well. Hell,he’d even start drinking. Smoking,too! And why stop there? He’d jaywalk! Make illegal U-turns! Scan kiwi fruit as onions! In short,he’d live life to its fullest. Thus galvanised,he turned away from the stairs and took the lift instead. Words by Paul Connolly. Illustration by Jim Pavlidis.