diary
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Shouting and snuggling
Shouty day I really don’t know what it was about. We were talking and it got…
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Curry and counselling
Street food and chat Last night, the husband and I walked to an Indian street food…
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Autism, Love, and Honest Conversations
Last night, while my husband was watching EastEnders and other trashy telly, I was reading “Unmasking…
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Broken communications
After counselling on Friday, I thought to talk to my husband about a few things that…
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First counselling of 2025
It was lovely to see Richard and his unreserved enthusiasm for the first time this year.…
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2024 in review
What a year! Here’s a few “highlights”, actually, “notable happenings” might be a better phrase, because…
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Frustrations, wallpaper, and quiet relief
Yesterday, I’d hoped for a least a cuddle. I didn’t hope for much more than that,…
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A race revisited
When I ran my first half marathon twenty years ago, a friend of mine (whom I…
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An act of remembrance
I went to Winchester yesterday. The days after Christmas, churches seem to take a break and…
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The big day
Christmas eve We played table tennis at work for an hour before we all bunked off…
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Feliz Navidad!
It is Christmas Eve. I am exhausted. Not because of the preparations for Christmas, it is…
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Oh Christmas tree!
We were overdue a “conversation” thanks to my feeling ill this last week or so and…
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A golden night
We drove into town for the show and grabbed a KFC. This was to prove to…
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Looking for positives with my counsellor
Migraines I started with migraines, and ended with migraines! To keep things simple, I’ll just talk…
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Company Christmas overload
Draining morning In was already shattered come the morning after a night of busy head following…
