Okay, so I know I said I was going to be updating this more regularly, and I didn’t realise how long it had been until I logged on again, but I do have some positive news to share. I’m finally moving into an adapted wheelchair accessible home! It’s been over 4 years of being on… Continue reading I’m on the move! (And why it scares the sh*t out of me)
For those of you following my Instagram account, you may be familiar with the term ‘Rolkies’, but for everyone else I shall explain… Rolkies came from my love of contracting words to make new words or phrases, it’s simply Rolling Walkies. I’ve long been in the habit of substituting the word walk for roll when… Continue reading Rolkies and Princess Penny
OK, I kinda failed on the promise to keep this blog updated regularly. I’ve got myself into this habit of leaving the house on my few-and-far-between good days to make the most of them, and having all these words and ideas flying around my head, but by the time I get home and settle myself… Continue reading Procastixhaustion, when your body fails your mind.
*shamefully inches back into the blogosphere…* I knew that I’d not updated this blog in a very long time, in fact I started it with good intentions and then it kind of stalled. I was still rather shocked when I finally forced myself to log back in today, and realised it’s been almost a year… Continue reading Long time, no write.
I've had a pretty tough week this week, I've got some personal difficulties that have been very emotionally stressful, and I've been cooped up inside for 7 days straight which has had a real negative effect on my mental health. Ever since I moved into Memory Loss Manor, and was well enough to venture out… Continue reading Bingoing Nowhere
(Hi guys, I’m very behind on my blogging as the last couple of weeks have been very ‘boom and bust’ with my energy. I’ve pushed myself and broken myself so this post has been written in my head for some time, but actually siting up in front of the computer to type it has just… Continue reading That campsite calling
I’ve never been one for sticking rigidly to fashion (understatement of the century), in fact I’ve worn some *very* odd things in my time, but as I get older I find myself making less of an effort to stand out from the crowd with my clothes, and just buy whatever suits me and fits. I… Continue reading Skinny Sticking, Big Knickers & Mom Jeans for Millennials
I had another embarrassing Theatre experience last night. Not on stage fluffing my lines or the steps to a routine, those days are long gone. And not as embarrassing as the time I delayed the start of Act 2 of Billy Elliott at the Birmingham Hippodrome by tipping myself out of chair in the interval,… Continue reading Dramatic Discomfiture
Whilst at the checkout in Sainsbury’s this afternoon, a little girl about 6 or 7 years old told me she liked my earrings, and whilst I was thanking her she spotted my Blue Peter job* wheels and then squeaked that she loved them! She was adorable and I smiled back and thanked her graciously for her… Continue reading Disability through a child’s eyes.
As I write today, I’m sat in my usual home attire when I’m having a day of low energy – pyjama bottoms, a t-shirt with a food stain on it and no makeup, I’ve done the basics to keep myself clean and comfortable, washed and moisturised my face, sprayed some antiperspirant but that’s all I… Continue reading Painted Pallid