A little something from the archives. The Mister and I fall back onto the bed, hot and panting, sweat glistening our skin. Oi! Eyes up top. It was nothing like that; we’d just finished putting the duvet cover on. This is what counts for excitement in middle-aged life. I feel I should point out that…
A little something from the archives. The Mister and I fall back onto the bed, hot and panting, sweat glistening our skin. Oi! Eyes up top. It was nothing like that; we’d just finished putting the duvet cover on. This is what counts for excitement in middle-aged life. I feel I should point out that…
Today is M.E Awareness Day I’ve forgotten that I am sick. Well, I say I’ve forgotten, but that’s not entirely true. I know it’s there. I can feel it in the shaking of my limbs, in the burning of my bones, the stumbling on the stairs. So no, it’s not that I’ve forgotten. It’s more…
Happy New Year. I hope you enjoyed the festivities and have not landed back into dreary January with too much of a bump. Have you got any New Year Resolutions? As I’ve mentioned before, I’m not one for resolutions. I joke now that I can’t be arsed, and that’s true, but as a younger woman,…
Insomnia strikes again. Waking at 3 am rather than my usual 4 am seems spiteful and futile. One can conceivably get up at 4 but 3 is just bloody ridiculous. I turn over and try to go back to sleep, my mind racing as I groggily scrunch up pillows and gently elbow my husband to…
