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Dementia – a note for my children
Over heard telephone conversation between two of my sons. ” Mum has lost the tea she has just made.” “Again – she’s becoming Nana.” No I am not , I shout – or am I? It get’s me thinking maybe I should...
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Freedom
I am not going to lie woke up this morning feeling a bit gutted when I heard the news that the vaccine, I only had last week might not work. Suddenly summer freedom seemed a long way off. Will I ever...
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Synchronicity
Yes, it’s been a while. And I realise that my thousands of Serendipidy followers — I know you wish — have been concerned. “Has she got COVID? Is she still there? We miss you,” I hear you cry. Ok so...
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Sex on the to-do list
Have you noticed how small tasks post Covid take on a disproportional significance in one’s life? The kind of tasks that one would normally just fit in around everything else can suddenly take up the...
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Schadenfreude, mattresses and wild garlic
So I want to know if I buy an EMMA mattress will I wake up like this? And will I be sleeping like this? It reminds me of the 1970’s Martini advertisements which I only drank in my teens because I...
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Everyone needs a dream
“Where I come from I cannot return But where I am headed I will, Live, grow and learn” stock picture After a year of semi lockdown life can become somewhat introspective and ‘samey’. Fortunately, I...
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You People
It’s been a while since I posted and for any of you that have missed me – apologies but there’s been a bit of a drought chez moi! Its the get- up- and- go thing that has got- up -and -gone. Leaving my...
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Letter to Tod
Dear Tod Three years ago, today you left us and yes you left in your own imitable way – not quietly – not without a fight and on both your youngest son’s birthday and Father’s Day. Quite a...
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Time is now my nemesis
How fab you have all this time say friends. So how come it doesn’t feel fab. Time which was always been my enemy has now become my nemesis. I have a large collage of photographs on my wall which over...
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Move over Jeremy Clarkson
Posting from an isolated farmhouse in the middle of the black mountains on the Welsh border. Why am I here? Farm-sitting for my friend’s daughter. Perhaps a somewhat rash offer which at the time in...
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