I really love my woolly hat

I really love my woolly hat I wore it during chemo to keep my bald head warm at night (It’s not my favourite green, though) It has the word “POW!” … Continue reading I really love my woolly hat

We take care of our own

I worry about varying standards of healthcare. My Mum is currently having a course of chemo after discovering her second bout of breast cancer. She’s a healthy lady who doesn’t … Continue reading We take care of our own

Grief is a Freight Train (a tribute to Jackie Rose)

This weekend was full of joy and laughter, campness and sunshine. This weekend was a celebration of life and an anniversary of sorts. You see, this time last year an … Continue reading Grief is a Freight Train (a tribute to Jackie Rose)