So many of the regular answers to this question, family, love, fulfilment. None of the these are really the meaning of life as I understand it. Life brings every person different paths, loss, love, trauma and experiences… This in effect means that for me there is no one overarching reason for life that is theContinue reading “God…”
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Pack, remove half, Pack again, remove more and repack…Unless you have HGV
By definition a road trip requires careful packing…then assessment and repacking multiple times, unless you have lorry. Ok this may not seem obvious as a road trip requires route planning financial and safety planning… A three day visit to the wilds of ‘Hidden’ in a 4×4… three adults and a necessary break from the UK.Continue reading “Pack, remove half, Pack again, remove more and repack…Unless you have HGV”
Cake, Coffee and Tea …
Learning something new in Middle Age… well every year since my husband died and my daughters murdered, I have learnt a new skill every year, from gliding to skiing and horse riding. Each time a certain level of courage has been required. So the usual routine of coffee and cake and tea rewards, as aContinue reading “Cake, Coffee and Tea …”
Love Actually…
I remember seeing this the first time. It was released at Christmas and my babies were small. It was a time of year when the pressures on relationships are very real… The film is almost a indie feel good film, one for the adults in front of cosy fire and wrapped up from the coldContinue reading “Love Actually…”
Mine …
I should by rights not be here let alone having written a book… still when i revisit a chapter, its like returning to a special part of my past… The gratitude and grief and miracles involved in the creation of this book still surprises me, Sometimes I am surprised and shocked looking back to aContinue reading “Mine …”
Slowly Slowly …
There is a famous Nike quote, Just do it … I think that exercise is just organised movement… So I think it depends on the stage of life.. With three small children and no help, thinking that organised exercise is possible Is unrealistic, however keeping a tidy home is great exercise, cleaning tidying and dailyContinue reading “Slowly Slowly …”
Ideal…As far from Europe as possible, physically, culturally, and with my children bought back to life ?…
There was a time when afternoon tea, cricket and days at the races, picnics and fun days by the sea in England…. then something changed and it was difficult to know at which point.. Was it when my husband died and I was attacked by a police officer from the force that had investigated attacksContinue reading “Ideal…As far from Europe as possible, physically, culturally, and with my children bought back to life ?…”
The King and I…
One of the questions I often asked myself whilst writing the Survivor book was. was finding a husband again possible, The book explored with I hope some bittersweet humour the journey through the court case and the tentaitve and often hilarious search of a middle aged woman for a husband…. The murders of two ofContinue reading “The King and I…”
When did I wake up and learn to hate my own race ?…
How did it happen that one day after six years of a simple court case in the United Kingdom, I woke up one day and felt hatred for my race…? Is it a form of self loathing or hatred projected to people who have similar recognisable physical features as me ? Or is it thatContinue reading “When did I wake up and learn to hate my own race ?…”
When the memories come, its like a wave…
Sat in the warm night air of Abu Dhabi.. The memories of the past in England are like fragments of images smells and feelings that just arrive unannounced. They are so vivid and the happiness fear and sorrow they invoke is overwhelming and so difficult to accept that I often cannot put them away. ItsContinue reading “When the memories come, its like a wave…”