Over and over the years roll by, The work, the pain, the exhaustion is “worth it” you tell yourself. The first decade of fighting, fighting to keep a house, ( a home for your children). Fighting to sustain 2, sometimes 3 jobs to keep the home, feed the kids, pay the bills.. Fighting health issues,…

Absolutely Cream Crackered after 3 very full on weekends of supporting fundraising events. All very worthwhile, and meaning a lot to me, but on occasion I rarely feel “Good” about any of it at all.. Today is one of those days when I doubt….. I function at Pain levels most people (myself included pre 2016…

My mum’s brother died this morning. My dog is literally on her last legs, but the vet is quibbling over prescribing pain meds coz they are expensive.. I pay for them so whats the bloody problem. A charity I’ve been supporting ( voluntary as a favour to a great friend) has taken the piss out…

it’s almost a year since my mum died ( 10th June )…And all the remembrance gardens, memory days, hashtags etc for those who have died from “c0vid” have completely ignored her and her elderly friends who died slow, painful, unnecessary deaths when they should have been protected…Am I angry..Duh!Should something be done?Yes!Will it?No – as…