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Saturday, 17 February 2018
I heard a most disturbing fact recently; that there is a definite link between literacy and longevity.
It seems that if you are male and hail from Stockton-on-Tees (County Durham, N E England), you have a good chance of being illiterate; you also face the possibility of living for 26 years less that a male born in North Oxford, where literacy is at it highest.
If you are female and born in literacy-challenged Burnley (Lancashire), you can expect to live 21 years less than a similar woman from Mayfield, E Sussex.
Just imagine; you sacrifice over 20 years of your life simply because you can't read or write (or at least not too well).
I found this the most appalling indictment of how location/education can affect one's life.
So, the moral must be; make sure your children READ, presumably it will give them a longer life!
If you find this as unbelievable as I did? Have a look here.
I have repeated many times. My two basic essentials for child-rearing are a good story at night, and sitting around a table together for meals. Get these right, and you'll have well balanced, literate, long-lived, children.
THANK YOU MA'AM ..........
*Queen Elizabeth 11 has been a constant throughout my life. I was two years
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The difference between an optimist and a pessimist, is that the optimist enjoys himself whilst waiting for the inevitable! I AM that optimist!
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I was born just south of London, but for the past 50 years I've lived in S W France. I am a painter by profession, and writer by desire. Lady Magnon and I live between an ancient cottage in a tiny village in perfectly tranquil French countryside, and a bijou townhouse in Brighton UK. In France we have plenty of fruit trees, all situated amongst a view that takes the breath away, in the UK we have a handkerchief sized patio. We also have a Border Collie called Billy. I try to treat our planet with respect, and encourage others to do likewise (without preaching).
Contentment is a glass of red, a plate of charcuterie, and a slice of good country bread. Perfect!