• A bun dance

    A bun dance

    This post is a marker for me. A line in the sand. Again. I have many such lines. I don’t know whether my lines advance or retreat to be honest. I don’t even know if they go in any direction. Maybe I’m just getting into my groove. Maybe I’m stuck in a rut. But here…

  • Kaiserin

    Kaiserin

    So, the avid readers amoungst you may remember that I used to go to school in Germany. I retain my German albeit a trickle rather than proper flüßig and I definitely retain my love love love for the place. I feel completely at home in Germany, even thought it is radically different to when I…

  • My little news pony

    My little news pony

    Disclaimer: this is a bit of a fan post combined with memories of early days with my boys. It’s honest. …I am going to warn you and not apologise for it. It’s no secret that when I had my two children, I found parenting hard work. A long slog, morning to night, to midnight, to…

  • Rhyme nor reason

    Rhyme nor reason

    There is a new pd campaign in the uk and it features some people i consider to be contemporaries ie we were all dx roughly the same time and we have advanced thru the hinterlands of this disease together.and so i reflect…we are in senior school now. No longer the learners we are the main…

  • Flip

    So massive changes continue chez stitch.  I won’t  go into detail for the sake of other people and also because I am quite frankly so bore, battered and bruised by it all its unreal. But, this process is making me re-evaluate and question so many of my long held practices and behaviours, it must be…