diary
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Deckchair deviance
I’ve written before about how my relationship with my body has changed since my surgery. Recently,…
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Post race plague
Since the half marathon a couple of days ago, my body has been surprisingly achy. I…
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Tudor houses and tender hearts
I am glad I booked Monday off! My legs are quite achy and I am quite…
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Happy Race Day to Me!
Good morning I’d set Alexa and my phone to go off at 6am. They both go…
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If you don’t want cake, don’t go into the bakery!
Having written about Pleasure Vs Happiness the other day, I now need to make a confession:…
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The butterfly effect
Long ago, I learnt that one should never do something for the first time during a…
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The Shit Life Does Not Offset
In the many years that we have been married, I have: All because I felt physically…
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Running without a reason
Learning to keep running when the reasons are no longer clear
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The silence between us
The silence between us feels like a physical manifestation. An actual wall of no-speak. On the…
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Shit is getting real
“We won’t be having any more sessions,” was the last thing my husband said to out…
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Seeing what isn’t there
I was visiting my friend, Tacitus, yesterday. He and his husband are working on some fascinating…
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Easter hangover
Easter was strange. I’d had half a gummy on the Saturday evening to relax me before…
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Happy Easter
Here are three little twists on popular Easter gifts and activities; have fun this Easter! Who…
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Superhero Dominoes
Today I visited my dad, my brother and his girlfriend, and my two darling nephews. Just…
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When the Police Took Me Seriously
A few weeks ago, someone threw a load of barbeque sauce over my car – so…
