Blogs

Chapter 2 It only took five minutes to get to the park. With the sun on her shoulders, Athena hummed to herself as she started to fill...

Fri 16th Jan 2015: Hip Op Day +7: Better night’s sleep. Didn’t wake until 5.15 after disturbing dreams of driving through floods in a...

Tues 13th Jan 2015: Hip Op Day +4: Wake up at 5.30 for medication and wee and examination of thigh which is now like a monster slab of...

Mon 12th Jan 2015: Hip Op Day +3: Wake up again at 5.30 with sore heels. I need to sit up. By 6.30 I am bored and cold and need to get...

Sun 11th Jan 2015: Hip Op Day +2: At 5.30 am I get coffee, biscuits, drugs and an ice pack. I settle down to read H is for Hawk....

Fri 9th Jan 2015: Hip Op Day (!) [Blast Off or Abort?]: Have to get up at 6 to be at the hospital by 7.30. I drive for the last time in...

Sun 4th Jan 2015: Hip Op Day -5: Wake to monster stomach gripe. Downstairs Alice and Matt have nearly finished washing up and clearing...

Thurs 1st Jan 2015: Hip Op Day -8: New Year Jane is up early and off to Louth for her Slimming World group. After breakfast, I start to...

Tues 30th Dec 2014: Hip Op Day Minus 10 (and counting): What a start. I get half way to Lincoln before realizing that I have forgotten my...

Way Out West was on the television when the phone rang. It had just got to one of my favourite bits. Sighing heavily, I left Stan Laurel...

It wasn’t just the nature of Graham’s death which stunned us all; it was the fact that he had disappeared for good, without warning, that...

‘Are Nana and Grandad going to die?’ ‘Ooh, not for a long time. You don’t have to start worrying about that...Eh, look, your mum’s ready...

As much as I had been excited to see Jimmy, I couldn’t help feel frustrated that his brief visit had largely gone unnoticed. There had...

During the next year, Jimmy joined the Army and was soon stationed in Germany. I was so proud, I couldn’t wait to let everyone know....

You could still see patches of Lone Ranger wallpaper in Jimmy’s bedroom but most of it was hidden by newspaper and magazine cuttings and...

Jimmy, my teddy bear Jimmy was my all-time hero. I even named my teddy bear after him. He was my cousin from London. He looked like a...

By the summer of my second camp, I had been installed as patrol leader, with Mark as my seconder. We were above Baslow in Derbyshire....

Mark’s dad had taken us along to our first big November shoot. As ten-year olds, we were by far the youngest of the beaters. The day...

The first time I had an inkling that I lived in a foreign country was on a Scout trip to Derbyshire. Walking into a village shop and...

I enjoy a good ramble, both words and walks. In fact, I have rambled all over Lincolnshire and beyond. Why not join me?