Bright and Breezy

As there’s nothing much to report on my Squatter and Seizures (apart from one small seizure on Thursday), here endeth this post. Just kidding!  Continue reading “Bright and Breezy”

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Ten Score and Nine Years Ago…

…my favourite US President was born.*

On Friday, I managed to drag myself out of bed in time to get to the RVI for 8.25am for my MRI scans. I was very tired and almost fell asleep during the scans despite the Lost-esque whines, creaks and other machine noises. The only positive things about having such an early appointment were that we had no problems parking and, as I was the first one in, they weren’t running late. Continue reading “Ten Score and Nine Years Ago…”

Oh là là!

It’s been a while since my last substantive post. The last five weeks have been unusually busy for me with Christmas and other Reasons to be Cheerful (without Ed Miliband).

I wrote my last post the day before Mam’s birthday and the last day of term for J. Yesterday was Jennifer’s fifth birthday and her first day back at school. Between those two milestones, we have enjoyed ourselves immensely, more than we thought possible just a few months ago – and what would have been mere fantasy this time last year. Continue reading “Oh là là!”

You Have to Learn How to Walk Before You Can Play Football

(Most of this post has been written in lieu of putting it into my scrapbook.)

I must have mentioned before that some of my earliest memories involve playing football in the garden with my brother and our beloved Grandad Jim. Grandad used to keep control of the ball and we would try to get it off him. Even when we were about 4 and 7, he didn’t go easy on his young grandchildren as we struggled to tackle him and retrieve the ball. He kept close control and kept turning so that he always kept his back to us to hold us off. He used to referee Graeme’s football parties. He took us to matches at St. James’ Park in the days when Mickey Quinn and Mark Stimson were playing! Who are *they*? Exactly! Continue reading “You Have to Learn How to Walk Before You Can Play Football”

A Lioness’s Pride

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”

Seaside*

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”