Letters: A roof covering, a stony beach, and this awful illness...
We Europeans cover the roofs of our buildings mostly with tiles or, in the case of older buildings, Bangor Blue slates.
The Americans, to be different, put shingles on their roof projects – is it little wonder why they all blow away in a tornado.
Another dictionary decribes shingles as an eruptive disease of the skin and yet another states shingles to be a viral nerve infection related to Chicken Pox.
Now, I myself always equated shingles to be the type of rough beaches we have on our shorelines, quite unlike the golden sandy beaches we have close to the City of Drogheda.
But my whole conception of shingles was blown away when I developed shingles on my face around Christmas 2012. It was like being hit by an illness tornado – the sheer pain, itch and downright unsightly look of the sores with their ugly black scabs were there for all the world to see.
Recovery seems so slow, with a major loss of self-esteem and a total lack of energy.
I feel like the tortoise trying to outrun Bugs Bunny and the Road Runner, in the tornado of life, with very heavy going on a soft shingle beach.
City of Drogheda.
(Dedicated to Dr E Yelverton for his care at a difficult time)