tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28133718.post2905761214603395454..comments2023-06-28T22:58:28.247+10:00Comments on Sixth In Line: The darker the betterElisabethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04015624747225433940noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28133718.post-7248530535516358682014-12-14T10:05:40.928+11:002014-12-14T10:05:40.928+11:00My husband loved the sun and the outdoors and alwa...My husband loved the sun and the outdoors and always said I should 'get some sun on my skin'. However, early childhood experiences of sunburn were vivid memories and I disliked the pain one was expected to go through just to get a 'healthy glow'.<br />This year he was taken by melanoma.<br />So invasive that neither he nor I, nor any doctor we saw, ever found the lesion that started it.<br />There is no treatment. There is no cure.<br />I shudder with horror now when I hear anyone talking about lying in the sun or thinks a tanned skin makes you look healthy.<br />We still have a long way to go to change people's thinking.<br />Karen CKaren Chttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18115919708984412222noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28133718.post-70231113525636603902014-12-14T02:43:13.118+11:002014-12-14T02:43:13.118+11:00I have no memories of sun bathing. I suppose I mus...I have no memories of sun bathing. I suppose I must’ve at least tried it at some time or other but I likely concluded that it was boring as hell and a waste of time and decided I’d get tanned just as easily wandering around with my shirt off. In my mind the summers of my childhood were all glorious, the winters appropriately wintery with proper snow and everything and the seasons fell when they were supposed to fall: it’s still autumn today; winter’s supposed to start in about a week and last until the third week in March; in April there should be showers and in May we can start casting out clouts-with-an-oo. It’s not been like that for ages and I miss the order. <br /><br />I’m not a big fan of the sun nor is the sun a big fan of mine, me being of the ginger persuasion. I used to burn as a kid—I have clear memories of my skin peeling and calamine lotion being rubbed on the sore spots—but that was more from overexposure than being especially sensitive. Nowadays I find I tan quickly and from minimal exposure. I don’t especially avoid the sun and I never wear sun tan cream; I’m never out in it long enough to worry. My dad loved the son. Not as much as the guy next door who was out in his back garden flat on his front as soon as there was the slightest glimmer in the sky (I exaggerate not—if it started drizzling he’d continue to lie there too) but for Dad the best thing that ever happened was him going on permanent nights; that way he could spend his days on the back lawn and it was up to us kids to make him turn over every now and then. Or someone. I, certainly, never took the job seriously. Let the man roast.<br /><br />This morning Carrie put up the tree and to keep out of her hair—she likes to do it herself—I decided to have a wee trawl of Facebook to see who I could find from my past. I chanced upon a photo of an old friend and his family and I was shocked by the look of his wife. Georgie is one of those people who only needs to <i>look</i> at a photo of the sun and she starts to turn brown only in the photo I found she’s… bronzed to a crisp. How is she still alive?<br /><br />My mother had skin cancer. It didn’t kill her. Pneumonia did and we (her kids) were all grateful. Mostly for the right reasons; we didn’t want her to suffer. Life’d been hard enough on her without Death making a meal of her exit. I don’t fret too much, well, at all. As a kid I did as we all did and spent every waking minute out of doors. If I’m going to get it I’ve already got it. But I see no reason to encourage it to make its presence known.Jim Murdochhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12786388638146471193noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28133718.post-15292767455403317042014-12-14T02:00:08.350+11:002014-12-14T02:00:08.350+11:00I used to get that awful prickly heat feeling if M...I used to get that awful prickly heat feeling if Mr. Sun played on my body at the open air pool in Purley Way, next to Croydon Airport in the late 40s early 50s.<br /><br />Fair-skinned people are best advised to get their vitamin D3 from a pill, otherwise they may end up having facial tumours cut out of their nose, forehead or elsewhere. I can assure you it is NOT something you'd enjoy.<br /><br />PhilipHhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06811831703263176415noreply@blogger.com