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New Perspectives

I’ve been very quiet on here recently.  Yet again.  I’m just not seeming to find the time to get any writing done.  Every night I have a blog post running through my mind, and every night I go to bed having not written a thing.  Being at home with two little ones, a toddler who is very bright and demands constant conversation, interaction, and stimulation, and a 7


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A Little Thank You

So Christmas is over.  All the shopping, the planning, the wrapping and the visiting, all done for another year.  I still love this time, though.  This quiet bit after the ‘big day’, when you can actually spend time with family and friends, and talk and eat cake and drink tea, and not have to worry about who else you need to see, which presents you need to deliver, who you… Continue reading

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My Blog and Me

It’s been a little serious on here of late.  Actually, it’s been a little nothing on here of late.  Sorry.  I am getting things sorted, speaking to the right people, trying not to get too enraged that the NHS only endorse medication and CBT and no other form of talking therapy whatsoever, and attempting to employ deep breathing exercises and a voice-over in my brain who keeps telling me to… Continue reading


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A Very Self-Indulgent, and a Little Experimental, Post

I am feeling rather ‘blue’ tonight.  A bit low.  I can feel the lump of sadness stuck somewhere between my lower ribs and my saggy baggy tummy button, occasionally working its way into my throat making me feel like puking and weeping at the same time.  I can feel that cloud approaching, a bit like the one that used to follow the Pink Panther around in the cartoon; lurking, following… Continue reading


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The Write Room

Welcome, please forgive the mess.  This is the room in which I do all my writing.  It’s also the room in which I spend most of my time when at home.  You see, I live in a house which I don’t particularly like, which doesn’t yet feel like home.  The Boyfriend and I moved here just 12… Continue reading


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