I woke in the middle of the night last night and this kept running through my mind, so I thought what the hell. I got up wrote a load of barely legible notes down and here I am basking in the English sun in my garden taking my virtual pen to paper. Now for those... Continue Reading →
Mental health
When I first moved to Andover, I knew 1 person. Frankly it was as much use as a chocolate teapot and I felt very alone. The kids were not at any school yet and it was a huge learning curve. I had never lived anywhere where you had to drive everywhere to get anything done.... Continue Reading →
Sorry about my care.
Firstly, apologies for the tardy blog. In my last blog I explained that things had been hard so here goes for an insight into caring. When you think that nothing else can come in its way it really does with a tonne load of shit! So, what can I say life has got in the... Continue Reading →
Broken pieces
I saw a friend the other day who asked if I was ok. Ok because I have not written for a while... I have written but I have held of publishing for now so panic not you will understand when you eventually read it but yes keeping up a blog is hard especially if you're... Continue Reading →
Silver linings for my daughter
Sometimes our kids or small adults say things which surprise us. Side swiping if you know what I mean. On a couple of occasions recently both of these adults have made comments that have made me sit back and think you know what these are good people, which albeit I knew because I am biased,... Continue Reading →
The Time Has Come
I guess I was in a little bit of denial. If the truth be told I guess I was not really prepared for it. In all honesty I think in my heart of hearts I had hoped that this situation would have been averted by his death. Dad is to be moved by the end... Continue Reading →
Knives
This time last year we had the same problem. Dad is very very low and we cannot seem to fathom what is wrong. Last year and the year before Dad talked about suicide. Nothing new if you read my blogs but it still does not make it any easier especially as he only discusses such... Continue Reading →
#FML
I thought I would bring you up to speed on dad. Dad, alongside having the occasional toilet related accident has started to hallucinate. So much so that during the final trip to Portugal he apparently spied a naked woman.. that was me but he still can't get his head round that. I would not believe... Continue Reading →
Happy Birthday if you can be happy..
Today Dad turns 70. I cannot put into words what that means. Not because I am pleased that he has made it to the grand old age of 70 but because no one from Portugal has once tried to visit him over here apart from his granddaughter late last year. They are a strange race... Continue Reading →
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