The Morbid Truth

Reading time: 3 mins I will consider myself lucky if I see my son reach the age of 35. That’s 33 years away and by that point I’ll be 83. I will consider myself lucky if I see my son reach the age of 30. That’s 28 years away and by that point I’ll be 78. I say this…

Time to move

Reading time: 5 mins Well, not right now, but sometime in the next few years at least. Maybe… probably… I dunno, I’ve given up trying to plan too much too far ahead so let’s call this future dreams that we hope will come true (note: a lot of this is, in reality, grounded in boring things like money but…

Clearing Out

Reading time: 4 mins I’ve been a bit more active on social media recently, mostly as a way to share thoughts as I go through a variety of processes that all kinda suck but all need done, you know the type, all the adulting paperwork stuff that you just plough through because you have to. The current focus, and…

Life moves onwards

Reading time: 2 mins Vera, our motorhome, has been an absolute boon this past month or so. We’ve managed to get away a couple of times now, not far but far enough that I can feel the calm release of tension descend upon me as we park up for the night. One advantage of where we live, drive for…

Any photo will do

Reading time: 4 mins When my parents announced they were selling the family home and moving to a flat I can remember the feeling of disbelief that fell on me. Their reasoning was sound, it was a couple of years after my Mum had a stroke and she was struggling to get up and down two flights of stairs…

Saying goodbye to Jennie

Reading time: 4 mins It was my sister’s funeral this afternoon. She died suddenly and unexpectedly a few weeks ago and today was a celebration of her smile, her laughter, and the vivid grasp of life she held for so many years which, sadly, slipped away from her more and more this past year or so. I somehow managed…