Overall, last week was a bit of a struggle. I succumbed to tiredness and dark thoughts more than I usually do. I think it’s normal and healthy to let myself go down into the deep from time to time. I’m not sure that I’ve had such a prolonged period of time including times of absolute physical and mental exhaustion.
I suspect that the bouts of feeling sorry for myself were partly Continue reading “State of the Union (Unabridged) and State of Mind (Unhinged)”
Section 3 of Article II of the unwritten Constitution governing this blog provides that: “I shall from time to time give to my readers information on the State of the unwanted Union between my brain and the Squatter…”.
Fulfilling this solemn duty, I am happy to report Continue reading “State of The Union (Abridged)”
Graham took our little man to the hospital (RVI) yesterday morning for his two-year post-meningitis check-up. Leo’s wonderful, caring and supportive Consultant, Dr A, was absolutely over the moon with Leo’s development. He said that the virus that had attacked our boy’s brain when he was barely a week old had caused no permanent damage. Continue reading “A Lioness’s Pride”
Whitley Bay has been one of our favourite places since I was on maternity leave with Leo**, when my Mam and I went swimming with the kids. At Splash leisure centre, there’s a separate kids water play area for little ones, where Leo could potter and splash about and Jennifer could launch herself down the little slide; a wave machine and jets in the main pool for me and Jennifer to enjoy; and, big steep slides Continue reading “Seaside*”
My Dad showed me this article a couple of days ago reporting the official opening of a road from Inuvik to Tuktoyaktuk in the Canadian Arctic. It is noteworthy to us because Graeme spent almost six months in Inuvik (described in the article as a “regional hub”) working as a classroom assistant through the Frontiers Foundation. Continue reading “Roads to Somewhere”
A year ago, from my point of view, this week was a spectacularly and memorably rubbish one. I don’t say that lightly as there have been plenty of rubbish days and weeks both before and since then. Continue reading “Where Have All The Flowers Gone?*”
The last couple of weeks have been full of fun, anniversaries, tiredness and a few seizures. Oh, and a return to tumour business. Continue reading “My Family and Other Animals”