Introduction


Can each day be headlined by a word (or two) and represented by a single sentence?

Will they, in turn, weave together to form a tapestry of the year?

It may be more mundane than momentous, but it’s mine to share.

Wednesday, 24 May 2017

Losing Face

Working on the front garden I was hailed by a passing horsewoman with a cheery “how are you”, to which I replied despite not having a clue who she was or possibly,  despite knowing her, just not recognising her face; this is not unusual for me but I now know is not my fault as I suffer from prosopagnosia – the latest condition to get a scientific name, following in the footsteps of dyslexia (can’t read), dyscalculia (can’t add up), dyspraxia (clumsy); in my case the condition is ‘can’t remember a face’ – that, according to the news report I read, I share with Brad Pitt and quite a few others.

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