Memory Lane


Where to start, that always seems to be the question.  I don’t want to approach this in the Dickensian style of ‘I was born’ because I’m not trying to write a book merely go back and look at a few key moments and how little steps led to a big fall.  There are, however, probably…

My Most Precious Gift


  My most precious gift is my son and I have been doubly blessed to be  gifted with him twice.  The moment he was born was easily the most amazing experience I had had in my life.  Apart from the large amounts of swearing pain and general mess I was so overwhelmed when he was…