Let me write about the wedding whilst I’m in the mood. The invite came over the phone with one proviso ‘WE DON’T WANT YOUR SISTER TO COME’. Yep that’s how it was. As always I didn’t know what to do for the best. My sister was always aloof but a…
My daughter and my none dad
With an honours degree in child and adolescent mental health my daughter works hard in several roles, continues to learn and grow and most importantly helps so many other people. Tomorrow morning she has an interview for one of the very few places in this area for a government bursaried…
Tired to the bones…
I’m getting tired again. Deep in my bones and a little in my soul too. I’m tired of the constant rounds of blood tests and mri’s. Worrying about results. Next week it’s a biopsy of my pancreatic cyst that continues to grow slowly but surely towards cancer or removal. A…
Writing gibberish, I don’t think so!
A blog is what it is. A place to write. It could show off holidays for instance. Or poetry. Or your family life. It’s what you want to make it about. It’s a personal thing. It takes some thought. It’s not a little rant on facebook because someone has spoken…
Summer and no narcissists in sight…
We had a teeny bit of rain today. It seems weeks since it last did. My friend next door and I have mastered the hosepipe so the garden is thriving. We have had lettuce and radishes so far but beans, peas, courgettes, potatoes, caulis, peppers, aubergines and about thirty tomato…
Two weeks on…
… and the devil has hidden itself. In it’s darkly decorated home, with grey walls and grey carpets and a devotion to the goth look at just approaching 60. The black hair dye as beguiling as tattoos on old wrinkly skin. She hasn’t spoken to us for nearly two weeks…
VENOM
I need to express myself because I’m a little in shock. At what has been happening that I didn’t see. At people that you like and think are good but really are pretty monstrous! My neighbour that was here when I moved here studied Psychology at Uni, loves reading about…
The Gemini
I was gardening today with little Noah recuperating with me in the sunshine and my neighbour appeared to see how he was. We sat for a little and then she said she hadn’t been round to our other neighbour because she felt bullied and upset. I explained that the last…
Long Live The King
I loved watching the King’s coronation. it gave me tingles and on and off I cried a little. It’s the history. That’s what gets me. A throne from the 1400. Some words first uttered in 940AD. The emblem on top of the golden carriage made of timber from Nelson’s ship….
Menopause and the chill of gardening
I’ve been reading a book about middle age and this paragraph struck me: ‘Menopause, at its best, can be a sacred pause in the hurtling trajectory of life. It is a time when all the “dross” can be shed, all those years of compromising, adapting, pretending to be something we’re…