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*”


Roads to Somewhere

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”

Where Have All The Flowers Gone?*

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?*”

My Family and Other Animals

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”

Marking my First Hanniversary

[I recommend reading Happy Hanniversary before reading the rest of this post as otherwise it will seem a bit odd. Well, it is a bit odd, but it would be odd out of context without the pre-reading!]

I was growing increasingly concerned as today wore on. I had failed to come up with an [in]appropriate way to mark 365 days since my surgery. I was worried that I have lost my touch for dark humour. I thought I would have to confess in this post to doing something tame like listening to the Hannibal soundtrack and/or watching That Scene on repeat. Continue reading “Marking my First Hanniversary”

Happy Hanniversary

The first time I met my brain surgeon, Mr H, he mentioned that he was thinking about performing an Awake craniotomy to remove as much of my tumour as he could. I assumed it was a given that any brain surgeon (indeed, any surgeon) would need to be awake during surgery, so I (rightly) concluded that he was talking about me being awake. Continue reading “Happy Hanniversary”

Tugging on the Purse Strings

I always keep these four things in my purse. They are: one of Jennifer’s and one of Leo’s hospital bands that were tagged around their ankles in hospital; a photo of my brother taken in late 2004, shortly before he was diagnosed; and, a silver “strength” token that a very good friend gave me shortly after G’s diagnosis.

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