She was just 17…

That was a fast 17 ½ years… Someone said to me recently it was a shock when you raise your children to be independent – and then they are. Yes, it is! She was my first child so I counted developmental milestones with fervour. She learnt to walk, talk, put on her shoes, eat with…

…and then I fell out of the plane.

The log book I found in the drawer under my bed says ‘fell off airplane.’ And that’s what happened. It was the worst three seconds of my life. Even now, 21 years later, my heart races when I think about it. We were flying at 2,000ft when I shuffled into the open doorway. It was…

Facebook confusion

I set up my facebook Writer’s page, thinking it would be much the same as my personal profile. But when I posted a blog article, a message popped up. Did I want to boost this post for £3? I had no idea what would happen, but £3 didn’t seem like much – a couple of…

Insomnia

The worst thing about insomnia is the boredom. I wake at 2.30am, and I’m feeling kind of cosy and snuggly in my bed. I go for a pee (should have done those pelvic floor exercises like my midwife said) but when I get back to bed I’m still only half awake, and there’s a chance…

Starbucks, Saudi and Segregation

The internet is alive with people criticising Starbucks for complying with laws in Saudi Arabia to provide a ‘gender wall.’ They temporarily banned women from entering while the wall was constructed. Imagine if it was a ‘race wall’ segregating blacks from white! I will never buy coffee from Starbucks again! etc http://nytlive.nytimes.com/womenintheworld/2016/02/09/saudi-starbucks-open-to-women-again-with-gender-wall/ But why is Saudi…

A Catful of Character

One of the biggest personalities I’ve ever met was my husband’s cat Chichi. When I first started staying over at Alister’s house, Chichi would stretch out in the hall and hiss and lash out at me when I walked past. What a horrible cat, I thought, but kept it to myself, having seen how devoted…

It’s good to share…?

Everyone’s life looks great on social media, and I’m sure mine is no exception. I post about things that make me happy, or things that make me laugh. I post about the many things that irritate and infuriate me. But I never post about the things that make me feel truly awful. On days when…