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Writing
Valentine’s Day gently passes and I’m in the gap between the two trapezes; not quite in a relationship, not quite single. My feed fills with smiling couples drinking champagne and on mountains – often at the same time – and… Continue Reading →
I close the year as I start it, blogging about books. It seems fitting to come full circle (bookending the year, if you will) because I haven’t really got anywhere in 2018. I mean, I’ve gone lots of places, seeking… Continue Reading →
I’m struggling through a harshness of winter that won’t relent. The long haul arrives, as is its custom, when the clocks fall back, and I hold my breath for the last week of November when, as is my custom, I… Continue Reading →
I’m in the quiet corner of Margam Park where we scattered Gareth’s ashes. He died 10 years ago today and I can still feel the shock carried down the line of the early morning phone call. Ten years is forever,… Continue Reading →
The arrival of weighing scales in our house generates huge excitement. The teen has wanted a set for a while and, after much hmmm-ing and we’ll-see-ing, I cave and pop some into our shopping trolley. I’m really not a fan… Continue Reading →
There’s a reason why I love writing. It’s because writing, as I discovered at a very young age, is infinitely preferrable to standing up and speaking to a whole bunch of people. And for someone who really doesn’t like speaking… Continue Reading →
It’s Singles Awareness Day and, yep, I’m aware I’m definitely single. The last time I went on a date, it ended badly (it ended in marriage, and I really can’t risk that happening again). As it happens, I was… Continue Reading →
I’m enjoying an autumn stroll along a country lane with the dog and the teen when the neurologist phones with seemingly good news. The results from a recent electromyogram are ‘nearly’ normal and the latest MRI shows a slight improvement… Continue Reading →
Heading out with your four-legged friend this summer? Whether you’re a local or a visitor to sunny south Wales, it’s essential to know where you can get a restorative cuppa and a true canine croeso too. Here are some of… Continue Reading →
My right leg and my left hand are not working properly. With 20 trails to hike and 30,000+ words to type up afterwards, this is quite a worry. I wake up on Thursday to the feeling I’m walking across… Continue Reading →
