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Five years on
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*Today mark's the fifth anniversary since I had a tumour removed from my
stomach. Here is the account of the where, what and when. The tumour was
at the...
Keep Digging for Gold …
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I feel as if I’ve been bowled out. I am hollow. As if some giant hand has
scraped me inside out. A windsock. Except one that hangs limply on a
stagnant, ...
The Fit
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Spend some time turning
The pieces around in your mind:
They find their fit
Even that odd shape
Its sharp edges
Slicing your heart
Like a lump of ...
Jab
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This time last year I was in the Lakes photographing this, there was talk
of a lock down but nothing was yet official. Today I'm off for my vaccine
jab...
Snacks, Lockdown style
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Husband walks into the kitchen as I'm measuring 50g of cornflakes into a
bowl already containing 350g of porridge oats.
'What's that for?'
'I'm making ...
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...
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 need to catch up...I'm just so busy enjoying my last two months in India!
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