I’m no philosopher.

I’m certainly no angel.

I’m me and for the first time in my life, I feel comfortable and content with that.

Everything before has led me to this point – that’s obvious to a semi-intelligent person – but, I still feel obliged to say it, because parts of this journey have been very bleak and depressing.

Recognising those ‘dark times’ as both, part of life and being human, is important. You can learn much about yourself. You can grow and become a better person. Learning from these experiences, without dwelling on them, has helped me to recognise opportunities more readily and cut myself some slack when I have those inevitable stuff ups.

Puck Farkinson’s inception (at least this version) evolved via the following events.

I was sitting on the back verandah with a coffee, ‘Facebooking’, one cool morning, last July, when I read this: “So the darkness shall be the light, and the stillness the dancing .” – T.S.Eliot

It was a line from a poem called ‘East Coker’, and it took a little for me to interpret.

Shortly after reconciling with this, a post from Parkinson’s SA appeared on my feed regarding the Adelaide City to Bay Fun Run, as an opportunity to fundraise.

This seemed to mesh brilliantly with some banter I had read (again on FB), by a trio of friends, who were in training for the event.

The universe was telling me something. I believe that ‘something’ went like this:

“Michael, get off your arse and do something constructive with your life. You’ve only got one shot at it. Try to enjoy it.”

Thus, Puck Farkinson’s was born.