It’s Easter. My kids now have a whole shelf of my pantry dedicated to their chocolate stash. Hubby and I are throwing handfuls of the stuff down our throats whenever we go in the kitchen. The weather has, so far been glorious and we have spent days by the river, days in the garden pulling up weeds and potting new perennials and days where the kids have been out playing with the neighbours all day. Continue reading “Dementia – “It’s Fine!””
The years are flying past so fast! It’s now four years since we started to lose you. It seems like yesterday in some ways, but then so much has happened. You’ve missed so much, Mum. Continue reading “A Mother’s Day Letter To My Mum”
We’ve always loved food in our family. Our portion sizes are legendary. I can out-eat Hubby no problems at all and my kids are showing the signs of taking after me. I am secretly very proud! Continue reading “For The Love of Food”
What’s the last number?” asks Mabel, aged 5.
Continue reading ““Do You Want Granny To Die?!””
Christmas. The time of giving, sharing, spending time with loved ones and eating whatever the hell you want, whatever time of the day you want to. Continue reading “Dementia: The Only Way To Survive”
A few post-Christmas words by my dad….. Continue reading “Father Christmas is Real”
Radio 1 Newsbeat have today done a feature on dementia. It was a hard listen. A young lady called Hayley described her father’s rapid decline into Pick’s Disease and how his whole personality has changed and how she struggles to love him as he is no longer the same man. Continue reading “Vascular Dementia and Preparing for THAT phone call”
Tina Turner’s ‘Simply The Best’ was on the radio this afternoon. Graham Norton was interviewing an actress who is currently playing Tina on the West End. I wasn’t listening too intently, I was folding endless piles of laundry. But, then that song came on and, as only music can, I was transported back to a day around 25 years ago. Continue reading “Dementia: Simply The Best!”
My Dad’s latest thoughts…..
A little update which I would like to share with you to remind all of us that the power of words indeed is magical or equally distressing. Continue reading “Three Important Words – By My Dad”