One Family's Journey with Vascular Dementia
I read a lot just now about dementia and Alzheimer’s, it seems to be my new hobby. Gone are the days of horse riding and evenings spent at aerobics – I now spend a lot of my spare time reading, writing and researching about this awful disease and worrying about my parents. Oh…. and juggling a business, a hubby and three small children. Continue reading “Luck”
By my dad….
I never put any money on ‘the horses’ but on Saturday with my sister Sheila and her hubby John’s help – who came all the way down to see Emma + 2 and Lily and Ronnie – I put £1 on “Rule the World”on the nose at 40/1 (totally random pick- l know nothing about horses) and it won the Grand National! Continue reading “If I Could Rule The World”
My sister and I were up visiting the Crazy this week, laden down with bags, one travel cot, several pairs of walking boots (ever hopeful of a blustery Scottish walk), a very fancy highchair and a team of 5 lively children. Continue reading “Sisterly Love”
My kids love music, they all do and they all have from a very young age. We frequently blast out our favourite songs and all dance and sing loudly around the kitchen whilst we’re setting the table, or I’m preparing Sunday lunch, or we’re tidying up after tea. Of course, they love the music we love, as that is what they hear regularly. Archie’s favourites include ‘Mr Brightside’ (The Killers), ‘Because the Night’ (the Boss / Patti Smith) and James Bay’s ‘Let it Go’. Martha loves all these too but will dance around to anything by Abba, as well as the other well known ‘Let It Go’. Mabel keeps asking for James Bay’s ‘Hold Back The River’ and sings along quietly to it whenever it comes on. It is one of the few moments in my day when my youngest is cute and lovely. Continue reading “The Magic of Music”
It hits you out the blue, when you’re least expecting it. I think that is one of the hardest things to try and manage – the sudden realistion and gut-wrenching thud of where we are and how bad things are, but also, how far we possibly still have to go. Continue reading “Nothing like your mum’s cooking!”
I have just spoken to my mum this evening, she has not had a good day, which I could tell the moment my dad picked up the phone and offered his attempt at a cheery “Hello”. It’s there, hidden in his tone of voice, in the way he sighs between words, in the way he sounds relieved to have someone else to talk to, even if just for a few minutes. Continue reading “The importance of a cuddle”
I wasn’t going to write anything today – for one, I feel utterly exhausted after a heavy weekend and then a gig with my band last night in a pub in Boroughbridge and for two, I don’t want to write too often and risk becoming stale in my thoughts or musings. Continue reading “Helping the kids cope”
So, it is officially now British Summertime. We all lost an hour’s sleep last night, meaning our nights will now be lighter and our mornings darker – I think that’s right, or maybe it’s the other way around? Mmmm….I have enough trouble thinking straight with the amount of sleep I normally get without a policy established 100 years ago robbing me of more shut-eye. Continue reading “The Safety of the Easter Bunny”
By my dad….
Stretcher-bearer. One may think this is a strange title for my next few paragraphs on life living on the edge, but you’ll smile as this is the answer to one of the clues in last week’s prize cryptic Scotsman crossword. Yes, I do have time for some relaxation between chores! Continue reading “Stretcher-Bearer”
My day started this morning at around 6:50 with our youngest screaming out from her bedroom, “My wet Mummy!” it wasn’t exactly what I needed before a day at work and the kids’ last day at school before the Easter break. Continue reading “Just another day!”
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