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  • Unity

    Unity

    We all have an interior monologue. Mine admittedly is no shy retiring violet. It’s always been there. Offering opinion. Asking the tricky questions. Hurmphing in the background. Saying what you want to be said but not so anybody could hear it. That’s the point.. its interior after all. As the PD progresses the symptoms become…

  • Mirror

    Mirror

    Here’s something to ponder…how much of your personality has been sacrificed on the alter of acceptance? How much did you silence your inner voice to fit in, to belong, to be liked. There’s a lot I see written recently about the pressure on the female of this,species to be liked. How our behaviours are molded…

  • Finders keepers

    Referred to in my earlier post..April 2013 to be exact,….I found one of my soft play poems…. Soft play is a misnomer It really tests your mettle A sea of screaming offspring Make you reach for the gin not the kettle My boys seem to love it They’re having a ball They shriek as they…

  • Lens

    Lens

    I have been looking back through this blog…ostensibly to find a poem I wrote about the anarchy of soft play. Still haven’t found it but in the meantime I have had the chance to relive many moments and reassess my reactions now and then to what was going on. My first thoughts are that I…

  • 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…