What a differnce a day makes.
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In the week running up to the first lock down we were away with a group of
friends in the Lake district, little did we know that this would be the
last...
The Ship
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Mum tells me today that she thinks she lives on a ship. She sounds unsure.
“Rob, is that his name? Rob who I live with”, yes, I assure her, Rob, “well
Rob ...
Drowning
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*In my last post, I alluded to the NHS drowning under the current pandemic.
I wrote about the social media morons who believe that Covid is a hoax and
th...
Walking with dinosaurs
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As Lockdown #3 begins I walk the dog through our local woods, trying to pin
down an elusive thought. There's a scene from a movie that sums this
situati...
Skywatch Friday: No Place Like Home
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This little pond is at the bottom of the hill where I live. It is home to
Canada geese, wood ducks, mallards, swans, beaver, owls, bald eagles, and
co...
Down Memory Lane
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*Down Memory Lane*
This Week's Blog Memory is based on a combination of my Ambulance Days when
I met Mr Darcy at The Jane Austen centre in Bath and t...
Understanding The Different Kinds Of Orthodontics
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While most of the time, orthodontic procedures are the same for everyone,
there are some cases where patients need special care due to a special kind
of...
Sorry Not Sorry
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I'm sorry I keep pointing you towards Brené Brown's podcast, Unlocking Us,
but I'm not *that* sorry.* I've appreciated every episode. Brené recently
interv...
Falling from the Nest
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Mama sparrow flapped and chirped
With great fury
As my husband and I peeked in
on her babies,
Eyes open, feathers formed,
Nearly ready to fly....
Review: Let The Little Children Come
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One of my alter egos gets to try to keep a small group of 7-12 yos
entertained, or at least contained, and occasionally get in a few deep and
meaningful di...
Explanations
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If there is anyone left who still reads my blog, they will be wondering why
I haven't posted lately.
If I'm truthful, I have completely lost the need to do ...
Freedom...
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*“Nothing in the world is permanent, and we’re foolish when we ask anything
to last, but surely we’re still more foolish not to take delight in it
while ...
Good Friday 2017. It is finished.
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It's Easter Week once again. The older I get, the faster the days, months
and years go. Seems like it was just this time last year. We're already
busy ...
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I know I haven't posted anything in ages! I apologize for my absence; I
just ran out of things to say. I thought I'd share a short story I wrote
a whi...
Don't Look Now
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*The Sunday Times has launched a campaign to bring down the rate of
stillbirths. As part of that they asked me to write a personal piece. This
is the direc...
R.I.P. My Dear Mum
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My dear Mum passed away recently, aged 93. She had been in residential
care and seemed fine physically. One weekend morning in March I had a call
from...
Home sweet Como Park
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Up at 4 a.m.--well, 4 a.m. Minnesota time, which I never really got off
of--and walking up my front steps by 11 a.m. In the van to the airport the
two w...
Full Circle
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All I can remember of that day is sitting in the front seat of a car. I
can't recall the weather, the time of year, or even the model of the
car. We were i...
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I told you that you need to write a book. Can't wait for the next posting
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