One of my favourite spots by the sea is just a ten minute walk from my Brixham home. I thought it was a secret. But then a few years back one of the national newspapers named Fishcombe Cove as one…
It’s been a funny old week. Until Friday afternoon I was waiting for a hospital doctor to certify my Dad’s death so that his body can be released for cremation and the family can register his death. It took some…
My Dad passed peacefully this week at the age of 94. He’d been on the palliative care caseload for a while in Essex so this was, to a degree, expected. It was a good death. I think that he decided…
My Dad is still in hospital and has been really poorly again this week. There was even enough improvement for him to be transferred to the community hospital in town. But then he got unwell again and was ambulanced back…
Just after the week where I booked a holiday because life has quietened down Dad went into hospital. Mum called me in the middle of the night and I hurried around to their bungalow in my pyjamas and called an…
Here’s a hobby that many of us up the ante on when we stop work. To be honest I wasn’t very green fingered in my earlier life. In fact, as a singleton I chose my house with its small backyard…
Here’s a picture of a sign on the Pembrokeshire Coast Path. As someone who’s walked over six hundred miles of the Appalachian Trail I was very excited to discover it. Up until the time that I saw this I didn’t…
It’s been a pretty quiet week where life has been passing at a gentle pace. There’s been no massive drama or excitement and it’s such a blessing that my caring role has lost its pressurised feel. I’m still on call…
Instead of using a picture of Duo, the green owl of Duolingo fame, I thought that I’d use this photo of a wise old bird that I took myself. This little fellow lives in St David’s Cathedral at the western…
