Autism is a complex ‘syndrome’, not a disability in the common, observable sense, though some on the spectrum exhibit definitely observable traits. Is it a disability or an evolution, a reflection on the inability to learn in a ‘sociably acceptable’ manner or on our inability to teach in a neuro-diverse
Life
Thoughts from what I have seen on this road I walk.
New Old Idea
A long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away I had a large roll of white paper, the kind you cover tables with before a church bazaar. My older children and I used to cover the dining room table and paint to our hearts content for hours and hours.
Un Repos Bien Mérité
Ok, so I am a bit of a hermit, actually more like a workaholic hermit. I just like to be busy, whether it is geeking, crafting or just plain noodling with stuff. Every year my wife and son take a holiday, just the two of them, generally to visit family,
Small Acts Are Anything But
I don’t get out much, a year of long-Covid kind of did in my love of crowded places. My wife pushes me to get out more, if only to help her with groceries or a trip to Decathlon (my favourite store in the city – I am still looking for
Macramania
In my high-pressure world (50% psychologist and 50% air-traffic-controller) it is kind of nice to have a ‘mindless’ activity to keep your hands occupied and your brain from melting down. Way back I tried my hand at macrame and found it quite satisfying as far as ‘brain breaks’ go. Just
Being Knotty
Growing up on an island meant lots of goodies on the shore to beachcomb. Amongst the fishing floats, old shoes and occasional deck chair there would be lots of bits of rope. Rope from tug towlines, 3 or 4 inches in diameter, yellow nylon for fishing bouys and smaller lengths
