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”

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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Yorkshire Tales (Addendum)

I now know when we came to Yorkshire with my brother in 2005 (see Yorkshire Tales). A shameful memory came to mind this morning and Google helped me to work out the exact date. We set off for our week away on Sunday 21 August. The shameful reason I know that is that we set off the day after our friend James’s 30th birthday party. For those who are interested, the Ashes Test that we watched during that week was the fourth Test at Trent Bridge (which England won). Continue reading “Yorkshire Tales (Addendum)”