Canvas

Back from 8 nights’ camping in North Devon with the children and Lovely Man and his son. Two tents, five pillows, three bodyboards, umpteen tent pegs. All crammed inside the car, speeding down the M5, eeking out Haribo. How to start a holiday… Here’s my take on it…. Capacity Your knee is in my back.Continue reading “Canvas”

Knowledge 2

So it’s taken me a while (but what’s new) but here is my second instalment of my diagnosis story. First instalment can be found here. So there I was, holding down a high powered job, crossing the globe advising multinationals at board level about their tax governance etc etc,  looking after two small boys, tryingContinue reading “Knowledge 2”

Knowledge 1

Discovery is an interesting concept. A tiny piece of knowledge, of information and your life can change beyond recognition. I woke up this morning and I looked on YouTube and read a video blog of somebody’s diagnosis of Parkinsons. Incredibly ,they got the diagnosis from standing start to full knowledge in less than 24 hoursContinue reading “Knowledge 1”

Now

I have a confession to make, I have another love in my life. I have been working on another venture and this weekend it took flight. I am now the founder of an arts space here in Stitchopolis. Can you believe it??  Check it out here.  Hope you like!

Supernova

The timeline is complicated But unforgivingly straight  Before the night We shine We burn I’m bright, I know I have letters to prove To me, at least. But Perhaps this fire this inner flash This drive these files this splash Are my last gasp My battle cry Before I start to fade. I’ll rage againstContinue reading “Supernova”

Rocking

I crashed and burned today,  my body just refusing  To move the way I wished it to, I stopped and pain ripped through. My friend appeared and so I asked For help. She did, of course. And so I glided home A passenger  all tucked in tight But weary to the bone. My partner savedContinue reading “Rocking”

Silver spoon

I look for a silver spoon To help the medicine go down  The bitter taste sticks around And reminds me that  Life is not all sugar It’s not so sweet at times. But then, sugar isn’t really sweet A history stained with tyranny and tears.  Shielded by marketing and greed But it fixes the rancidContinue reading “Silver spoon”