The other evening Phil and I had a date night. In our own home. 🙂 We dressed to the nines, decorated the room with (battery operated! 😛 ) candles, and cooked a delicious Mexican feast. Later, over Chocolate Orange fudge cake, we started chatting about our year. Reflecting on 2019. Looking back.It’s become a bit … More Looking Back
I’ve been keeping something to myself for a few months now. Something unexpected. Something nice. Something a little confusing. For three and a half months, I’ve been watching and waiting and wondering and wishing. I’ve been monitoring and second guessing and speculating and hoping. But all in my own head, alone. I’ve not dared to … More The Unexpected
Mention ‘Bradgate Park’ to anyone who has lived in Leicestershire and their face will light up. It’s my home county’s pride and joy, its crown jewel, its ‘David Attenborough’. Everyone loves it, adores it, treasures it. Everyone has memories and tales and stories to share. It is one of the shire’s high points… quite literally. … More Reaching Old John Again
Last month I had to move back to my childhood home. Back to my teenage bedroom, my Mum’s home-cooked dinners, my old village haunts. For two weeks I slept in my single bed, enveloped by brightly coloured walls, and surrounded by photos of my high school days. Meanwhile Phil remained back at our house alone. No … More Moving Out
Before I got my diagnosis of PVOD, I’d been immersed in the world of Pulmonary Hypertension for three years. Deeply immersed. I read blogs by fellow PHers, followed the latest research, and was a member of two global Facebook groups for patients. Each day I’d read and comment and learn from posts with questions about … More Strength In Numbers
Phil and I were on television last week. Yep our little faces featured on actual real TV! Ok, it was only for two seconds… and we were at the very edge of the screen… and I had another person’s hand in front of my face. But nonetheless, we still got very excited when we spotted … More The Finish Line
A few days before our annual pilgrimage to my hubby’s homeland, Phil and I spent a fun evening planning our upcoming trip. Over homegrown barbecued vegetables and sparkly tonic, we poured over a map of the Isle of Man and got excited. We reminisced and laughed and googled and researched… and arranged the holiday ahead. … More Wiped Out By The Waves
When I was a child, my family had one of those guides to campsites in Great Britain. It was chock-a-block full of advertisements for places to camp all over the country. Hundreds and hundreds of listings from large holiday parks with nightly entertainment, to small fields with just a lowly toilet block. My brother and I … More The Best Bit Of Summer
It was the summer of 2016. Phil and I were driving along, listening to commentary of an exciting cricket game. The score was close. Phil was screeching in excitement, banging the steering wheel, breath held at every ball. The radio suddenly announced that the match would over-run to day five, with tickets being offered at … More Runs and Wickets and Lovely Biscuits!
I adore eating. I always have. There’s not a lot of food that I don’t like, and even less that I won’t try once. I think about it far too much. My meals are often planned a day ahead. I always have to pre-discuss where we’ll grab food if I’m meeting friends around noon. I … More The Longest Meal
