• 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…

  • Pongs and gongs

    Pongs and gongs

    I went to a boarding school for the last two years of my schooling. I loved it. However, I think I am the only one in my year who did. One friend who I miraculously rediscovered later on in life through sheer fluke hated it especially. This friend was a stalwart supporter to me when…

  • Exit stage left

    Exit stage left

    So tonight I went to Paul Mayhew-Archer’s one man show based on his experiences of having Parkinsons. He was brilliant and I got the chance to also congratulate him on the podcast Movers and Shakers that he is a panel member of. He made me laugh (doh) but he also made me cry when he…

  • Alive

    Alive

    What makes you feel alive? I mean, what makes you experience joy, makes you aware of every last drop of blood coursing through your veins, makes your heart jump (in a good way) , gives you energy, makes you feel invincible….I don’t know whether its a sides effect of PD but I get these tangible…

  • 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…