Dear Diary: Tuesdays and Thursdays

A lot has happened in the world, with family and friends in New Zealand I could be writing about the tragic shootings in Christchurch. I have been there one time, and even done freelance work for a shop that’s part of the local community in the city. I am not, because the world is flooded… Continue reading Dear Diary: Tuesdays and Thursdays

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Poetry Corner: Maiden Name

Odd how the emails come in your maiden name Like the old days so many years ago Of course, now it’s not the same Tears have passed and the toll of time Took us apart and closer to the grave   Without conscious choice, not by deliberate thought I am reminded of the age when… Continue reading Poetry Corner: Maiden Name

Poetry Corner: Gigi

I look at your picture, your eyes mirror my soul They stare back and lay me bare I want to turn and run away from the siren song That inexorably drags me back deep into the same sea I feel the guilt of thoughts I was never supposed to have I feel the shame of… Continue reading Poetry Corner: Gigi

Dear Diary: Questions and Fears

Anxiety is crippling; not all the time, but at its very worst, it paralyses me completely. My mind fills with nothing but questions and big what if? dilemmas. The fears, are both rational and irrational, having had a paralysing hemiplegic migraine just 10 days ago I know that is always a possibility in everything I… Continue reading Dear Diary: Questions and Fears

Dear Diary: I have to hang up my keyboard …​

Apologies, I am a fan of the UFC, 4 years ago Welterweight great Giles St Pierre said, "I have to hang up my gloves for a little while ...." on Saturday he returned, won the middleweight title, the weight class heavier than one where he had been the unbeatable champion. He put his legacy on the… Continue reading Dear Diary: I have to hang up my keyboard …​

Monday Night Reflection: Back to Normal

That is a lie, of course, there is no back to normal. Not in a bad way, but I am not going back. I had decided to move on before any of this dropped on me, I had changed direction, and normal was a fluid state of moving forward towards something new and different. Normal… Continue reading Monday Night Reflection: Back to Normal

Poetry Corner – The Real Me

Sometimes you forget Sometimes you believe Sometimes you don’t pretend You are not who you are Not make believe or fantasy You believe the empty words The things they say because they should Because they should be kind They are the encouraging sort Some days I forget they expect me to fail Some days I… Continue reading Poetry Corner – The Real Me

Monday Night Reflection: Nothing To See Here

It is difficult to reflect on a week, where, to my mind, very little of what happened is Mouse related. Mr Mouse, it would appear has not been busy. Where Mr Mouse was once busy sorting out and tidying around making sense of my world and doing a great job in the background of getting… Continue reading Monday Night Reflection: Nothing To See Here

Monday Night Reflection: Just Waiting on the Day

It seems like a lifetime ago that I sat down to write a reflection making sure I wasn’t being too focussed on the latest and the loudest, that I was looking for balance and feeling the need to avoid undue triumphalism because things had been positive for a good while and I had things pointing… Continue reading Monday Night Reflection: Just Waiting on the Day

Dear Diary: 20th February 2017

Don't stroke the Mouse! Mouse was rushed into hospital last Tuesday with a suspected stroke. Nearly a week later all we can say for definite is that Thursday night his brain showed no sign of damage. 20 stroke like episodes later Mouse can barely move his left side or speak. His NHS experience is far… Continue reading Dear Diary: 20th February 2017