7th June, 2019
I have never tried yoga. Perhaps I should. In this manic period of my life, anything which would enable me to relax would be a godsend but somehow, judging by past experience, I don’t think it would work. Take sedation, as opposed to a general anaesthetic: back in the...31st May, 2019
Multi-tasking. There is a limit! As my head seems to spin the full 365 degrees, I can’t help but contemplate ‘why’? I suppose it’s the culmination of seven years of legal battling but, of course, sometimes the bitterness is such that it is compulsive and the desire to...24th May, 2019
Dear Reader … well, Manny! The first to sign up, that’s what I call loyalty. A slightly novel means of communicating with one’s son, it beats hollering upstairs – or competing with a screen. All good. So, how was your day?! It feels weird writing this on my new...17th May, 2019
I have surprised myself this week! Long years chained to the kitchen sink, as it were, a stay-at-home mother foregoing the ‘coveted’ identity of some job title, responsible, merely, for the nurturing of the next generation … and I still have a brain! Able to...10th May, 2019
The 10th May. A date forever etched in my memory and one which, hauntingly, connects two lives for very different reasons. I wear my paternal grandmother’s engagement ring, left to me when she died – I was 22, I think. My middle name was hers and I have bemoaned it...
‘You’re only given a little spark of madness and, if you lose that, you’re nothing.’
Robin Williams