Dear neighbour

Dear Neighbour, How are you? I hope you're having a good day. Me? I’m tired. Tired of squeezing a 25kg wheelchair into a car boot through a six-inch space. Tired of soaking the backs of my legs against the front bumper of your wet and dirty car. Tired of trying to squeeze a big car … Continue reading Dear neighbour

More than carers

Last week we said goodbye to someone we will all – Benjamin especially – miss like crazy. But it didn’t start out that way. I’m a proud person – I don’t like asking for help (my husband will tell you that’s an understatement). I’m a private person – I don’t like having other people in … Continue reading More than carers

When life just carries on as normal

If you're a parent, you'll likely remember the feeling (how could you ever forget?) of emerging, blinking, into the light. Maybe from the hospital doorway; maybe your own front door. Maybe the very same day that precious bundle made its dramatic entry into the world; maybe one, two, or many, many days later. And… nobody … Continue reading When life just carries on as normal

It ain’t easy being green

So, this week I got into an argument with some people I don't know on Facebook (I know, I know, I should know better). The argument was about this picture, originally seen in a viral tweet: A friend shared the photo with the single strapline 'wtf' and there followed several comments along the lines of … Continue reading It ain’t easy being green

Postcode Lottery

I’ve always thought of myself as fortunate. Opportunities have landed in my path. My parents bought a house in the catchment area for a good school. My teachers saw to it that I got into a good university. That good education got me a job that I love. I have three beautiful children. My husband … Continue reading Postcode Lottery

Just a cold

The males in our household have been stricken with a cold. My husband has adopted the standard attitude of shuffling around the house looking sheepish, occasionally being wracked by paroxysms of coughing that needlessly shake his entire body, and ostentatiously ironing handkerchiefs and boiling kettles for uncertain purpose. This in itself is pretty hard work … Continue reading Just a cold