Dear Kirstie

You are the darling of wannabe middle class women who imitate the way you dress and decorate their homes with a creepy slavishness almost chanting “Kirstie is our Goddess” as they tweet their attempts at copying the way you dictate they should style their homes on high days and holidays. Harsh, perhaps but am I… Continue Reading Dear Kirstie

Going home, memories of Scotland and finding a family grave

I love travelling in England and, when I was younger, Scotland. As an adult I have even ventured into Wales but not nearly often enough as I want to. Last week I went up to the Motherland which is Middlesbrough in North Yorkshire. I took a train because I love trains, they’re much faster than… Continue Reading Going home, memories of Scotland and finding a family grave

The Co-op, Council, Citizens Advice Bureau & the consequences

This blog is about something that happened a long time ago but I still feel the effects from it even now and it is something I’ll never stop being angry about. It’s not about hurt feelings or dismissive behaviour it’s about the stripping of dignity under the guise of banking policy and voluntary work. When… Continue Reading The Co-op, Council, Citizens Advice Bureau & the consequences

One thing at a time, living without chocolate & being less manic

I have this great friend who acts as my soundboard and does this kind of motivation coach  (I know, it sounds awful) thing with me. After a five or six years of not being in touch I rang him because my life was in mess and I wanted to talk about somebody taking over my… Continue Reading One thing at a time, living without chocolate & being less manic

The definitive travel blog

I’m one of those people who like going places and for whom the journey is as exciting as the destination but I’ve never wrote about a journey or how it inspired me to write. These notes that were made on my last trip explain exactly why. On a train going to London. A minor delay… Continue Reading The definitive travel blog

Perfect memory, imperfect time…

Before you read any further it’s important that I tell you a little of the Village that I mention in the post. The idea for this post came from was novel The Villages written by my dear friend, the wonderful Dave Hutchinson (@HutchinsonDave). This is the story of my Village. o 0 o I have… Continue Reading Perfect memory, imperfect time…

Just when you thought I’d shut up…

I haven’t written here for a while because I’ve been a bit busy. I have a voluntary job which I can do when I want and to what extent I want. I write articles about charities for a community website and I’m the one in the driving seat. This week I’ve been writing for that… Continue Reading Just when you thought I’d shut up…

Equality and the doctor’s receptionist

This isn’t a terribly coherent post, I just really need to rant or else I’d be tempted to lamp somebody. I’m a bit angry and I’ve really, really, really bit my tongue hard during a phone conversation I had about half an hour ago. I have this pain in my left breast and it’s not… Continue Reading Equality and the doctor’s receptionist

ASDA, schizophrenia and Jeremy Corbyn

I have been very, very good recently and haven’t had chocolate or crisps since the 26th of July. I’ve always been partial to a fizzy drink but since I stopped eating chocolate and crisps I’ve not had much of want for them. I’ve had the odd can of low calorie lemonade but nothing else. I’m one of… Continue Reading ASDA, schizophrenia and Jeremy Corbyn

The first 300 words of my autobiography

In response to a Post 40 Bloggers prompt… Some people would consider that I haven’t had the most exciting of lives, in fact a huge chunk of it could be considered mundane, but I come from a family with an interesting history. I was born in a room that was used by the local undertaker… Continue Reading The first 300 words of my autobiography