Thank you to all of you who have overwhelmed me with kind words, love and messages of support after my last post. I am grateful to each and every one of you even if I haven’t replied substantively (or at all).
Familiar Faces, Worn Out Places
My reunion with Mr H is on Tuesday. Continue reading “Ain’t No Client High Enough”
Well, this is the post that I hoped I wouldn’t have to write today.
In short, my results were not good. Continue reading “A Short Stem”
(This is not a tale of another baking disaster.*)
I mentioned way, way back many centuries ago** that a friend nicknamed me Rainman as I automatically noticed patterns, absorbed information and remembered almost everything Continue reading “Sub-Prime Sponge Crisis”
It had been a month since the last medical appointment for our household. Four have come along in a week, with another one scheduled next week. I’m not sure there’s a mathematical explanation as to why medical appointments come in fives?* Continue reading “Waiting for Buses”
No, this is not a post about the Year of the Consulship of Severus and Victorinus but a note to mark the number of posts on this blog After Diagnosis of my brain tumour. Continue reading “200 A.D.”
As I mentioned in a recent post, my parents have been undertaking a massive clear out. Last week I discovered that my Dad had kept all of my schoolwork (and Graeme’s) from our infant and junior schools (Reception to Year 6 in modern parlance). I came across something from Elm Tree Infants School when I was six. Continue reading “Backwards And In High Heels*”
MY childhood’s home I see again,
And sadden with the view;
And still, as memory crowds my brain,
There’s pleasure in it, too.
O memory! thou midway world
‘Twixt earth and paradise,
Where things decayed and loved ones lost
In dreamy shadows rise,…
[Above are the first two verses of the poem “Memory” by #16.]
Continue reading “Have You Seen My Childhood?”