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    I Am Just One Big Baby

    And I have been known to cry like one too! I’ve realised that, actually, I am just one big baby.  In other words everything that makes up my life is exactly like it would be for a baby! I can’t wash my face and hands, so every morning that’s done for me.  I can’t brush my own hair, I can’t wash my body, so it has to be washed for me. I can just about feed myself, in fact in that I’m a baby with a bib on, dropping food down said bib, which then has to be washed.   Luckily, I’m out of nappies now so that’s no longer…

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    The Vincent Endhiro Blogging Award

    I’ve been nominated! Thank you to Peaks of Cheeks for nominating me. She writes interesting and honest posts which resonate with me and I’m sure with others Find her here The Rules Thank the person who nominated you with a link to their blog. Make a post of the award (with a photo of the logo). Post the rules. Ask 5-10 questions of your choice. Nominate 10-30 other bloggers (or more) and notify them. Here are my answers to her questions: What is the most insufferable dish you have tasted? Salt Cod, on holiday in Spain. Just the thought of it makes me feel sick What is the naughtiest thing…

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    The most miserable Jester ever

    Shouldn’t they be funny? Today for the first time I am participating in Melanie B Cee’s Word of the day challenge. Melanie’s blog can be found at http://sparksfromacombustiblemind.com The link for the Word of the Day Challenge is https://wordpress.com/post/wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2576 The word of the day today is ‘Jester’. I could not miss this opportunity. I had to write about the time when my youngest daughter was in primary school and the end of term school nativity play was coming up. Parts were being allocated – there were no auditions, and she was excited to see what part had been chosen for her. When I went to pick her up later that…

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    When There Are No Words

    In the early hours of last Friday morning, our seven year old grandson, Harley, lost his battle against the cancer he had been fighting for the past 19 months. He was brave and beautiful, our very own super-hero. He had been through so much including a liver transplant. He was always smiling, he was loving and affectionate. Harley has a little sister called Lila. She is five. The two of them were very close, and although she doesn’t really understand things at the moment, she knows her Mummy and Daddy are very sad. My daughter and son-in-law are beside themselves with grief, which is, of course, to be expected. Because…

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    This is what procrastination looks like

    What follows is the end result!   Oh my goodness I am professionally procrastinating today. I had loads of things I wanted to talk about. I’ve got two half-written blog posts, one more in basic planning mode, and yet no matter how hard I’ve tried today, I can’t get anything done. I went out in my newly renovated garden this morning with all good intentions.  I love my new garden, it is amazing.  I even have my own space right at the top.  A little square where I can turn my power chair easily.  In the afternoon it is nice and shady, so I can sit there and write in…