Christmas and petrol

Last week, if I had been a car, I wouldn’t have made it to the petrol station to fill my tank. The last few weeks and months have been quite the battle, between sharing my love around to friends, offering some of them tangible support, and dealing with the changes in my dementia, it has…

A new dare!

On the weekend, I was lost in thoughts and playing with words, in between trips to the shops, visits to sick friends, dinner with special friends and the weekend chores. It was also a time for my first political rant on my blog… for which I do not feel the need to apologise! On another topic, my first poetry book is…