I have just returned from a trip up to Scotland to visit my parents. I took all three of my monsters with me as Hubby was working and I also thought the children would be a good distraction for my dad. I was right – the constant noise: the elder two arguing and tussling with each other on a virtually constant basis, plus the littlest screeching at the top of her voice every time she didn’t get her own way certainly caused a distraction. Continue reading “If Only!”
The Wrong Words
I am useless with the predictive text thing on my phone. it’s not that I can’t spell, it’s that I always try and do it too fast as I am usually trying to juggle a million things all at the same time and I press send before I check through the message. Continue reading “The Wrong Words”
The “D” Word
I remember when Mum was having tests done about 18 months ago and none of us actually used the word dementia. Not for a while. We expressed our concerns to each other about her strange behaviour and also about her forgetfulness, but we all shied away from raising our deepest fears. Continue reading “The “D” Word”
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