Stitch This

  • Ask not for whom the bell tolls…

    …don’t worry, I’m not shuffling off this mortal coil or anything so dramatic. No, I wanted to make the point that the rattle of an alarm clock is but a distant memory as the boys and I settle into a Devon seaside routine of early wake up cuddles and the treachery of tangled four and…

  • View hallooo

    View hallooo

    I’ve already written about the changes I’m seeing as a result of giving up work. Bear with me on this one guys, it’s a biggie for me. Anyways, today saw another step towards a better balance, well, two steps actually. I have rejoined my local quilting group, again. I have given it a go a…

  • The secret SAHM club….and other campfire tales

    So, here we are at the start of the school summer holidays. These are my first ‘proper’ holidays since I left work. It’s my first year when I’ve been truly free to do what I want (with the boys of course) and, while I am as skint as a flint, I have a good roll call…

  • Now you see me….

    Now you see me….

    Hey, I’m still here guys, just keeping my head low and focusing on my June goals. For once in my life I’m sticking to my goals and might, might just achieve some of them. Yes, unbelievable but true. The parkinsons seemed to rob me of energy, motivation, call it what you will. Just general ‘oomph’…

  • Push:Pull

    I’m in a funny place at the moment. Funny weird, not funny haha. Unfortunately. I’m finding that my status is changing. I’m becoming a ‘disabled’ person, guys. People wait for me. People hold the door for me. People are kind. I’m not always good with kind, even though it is well meant. It’s very hard.…