Recipes, blogs and heart disease

As of today, I have added 76 recipes to my Conversations and Recipes Page on this blog, as listed below. There are many more in my files at home, but so far, I am thrilled to have kept up with the goal of adding one per day whilst travelling. The aim was to write recipes for…

Connected or disconnected?

On today’s blog I have added a beautiful poem I was privileged to read some time ago, already shared on my Conversations and Recipes Page, but I felt worthy of adding here. It was written by someone called Anna Pye, and sprang from a community project in Adelaide called The Cosy Club inspired by a…

Blogging and men!

Another day on the road, and we are both tired. After our marathon weekend of 30th birthday celebrations, I feel like I have got jet lag as I have been nodding on and off all day, and just want to go back to sleep. The effort of joining in has perhaps been greater than I had imagined…

Friendship, love and dementia

Today (tonight in Scotland) I am tired from too much fun, too much noise, too much laughing, and a little crying on the inside as I have struggled to keep up with my young friends over the weekend. As we left one young friend (one of our ‘other’ sons) and his delightful wife at the train…

In love with the SatNav

On our last (my first ever) visit to the UK and Europe, we purchased a Tom Tom style SatNav  or GPS in Brussels to use on our travels. We had the option of selecting a male or female voice, and for some (strange?!) reason my husband chose a female voice, because, he said, they are…

Dementia meltdowns

These bloody things, they spring themselves upon us, completely out of the blue, and there seems to be no way of predicting when. Try as we might, my husband and I feel helpless to know what to do, not only to try to predict them, but to try to stop them or prevent them. The burden…

Spoiling our kids?

Give our children enough money to do something, but not enough to do nothing… I read this line somewhere recently, but forgot to write down who said it, so if the author sees it here, I apologise for quoting it without permission, and please let me know who you are so I can reference it…

Technology, dementia and aging

At the ADI London conference I chaired a session about using technology to enhance the lives of people living with dementia, which could easily be applied to memory loss caused by any neurological problems or disorders, including aging. The four titles were 1) Simple technology solutions, 2) What is technology?, 3)You take the high tech,…

Is blogging art?

Blogging and writing for me has been a creative expression of my immediate observation of real life, just as Degas did with his painting style. I try to write with the spectators subjective vantage point, and blogging (writing, speaking out, poetry) is the medium I use to express my world. So is this art? When I registered…

Sigmund Freud, blogging and dementia

A visit to the Freud Museum at 19 Birgasse Strasse in Vienna the other day and my brain was frantically doing somersaults, my pen flying across the pages of my little notebook! I absolutely love going to places and seeing, reading or hearing things that make me think and this was definitely one of those…

I miss my boys

Not only do I miss seeing my boys Charles and Matthew, I miss hearing their voices, feeling their hugs, their son-style pecks on my cheek, seeing their faces and having them home for our weekly family dinner. The spontaneity of our conversations that are filled with the seriousness of our lives, are also interspersed with…

Accepting dementia

What is going on? Such a lazy way to start a blog, yet that is how I feel, and that is what we are asking. What is going on? Is the dementia moving in the wrong direction again, or is it that we are travelling and my routines have been out of kilter? Well, those…

Vienna and smelling roses

On arrival in Vienna yesterday, even though The Altstadt Vienna hotel is beautiful and we are quite spoilt being able to afford to stay here, we had a few teething problems, and I had a dreadful night with little sleep. The manager of the hotel has been nothing short of brilliant in her efforts to…

Anyone home?

It would be good to wonder, what the hell is going on, and know it wasn’t dementia. My life skills are diminishing, my ability to see reason and to be logical is more impaired, and the inside of my head is spinning more. The lights are on today, but it seems there is nobody home,…