On this date seven years ago, Graham asked me to marry him, having sought my parents’ permission a couple of days before. He had intended to propose the next day (a Saturday) but was so nervous that he jumped the gun. Continue reading “Propose in Haste, Turn Silver at Leisure”
It has been a mixed bag of a week, including some great times with the kids; emotional and physical tiredness; brain fatigue; my worst seizure since early May; a visit from a different wing of Garden Force; and, a warm welcome from our new neighbours.
My big seizure happened last Sunday. I had pushed myself a bit too much (it really doesn’t take much) on Saturday Continue reading “Choppy Waters Still Run Deep”
No, the title doesn’t refer to my age (although I feel it sometimes!) but this is the 150th post on this blog.
It’s come (coincidentally) in the middle of quite a big week for me and my family: I started the week with the final tablets of my final cycle of chemotherapy; Jennifer “graduated” from nursery yesterday and finishes pre-school tomorrow; and, tomorrow we move into our new home, The Hobbit House. Continue reading “150 Not Out”