Old, disabled, half-Welsh crone witch living in deepest, darkest Essex. I love tarantulas, Doctor Who, and Terry Pratchett. And food. Food is good too.
I know I’ve been saying for a long time that I keep meaning to return to the gym and that it continued to not happen. I jumped on the bathroom scales a few weeks ago and realised that something had to change. The first thing I needed to do was to cancel my membership of … More I Like To Move It Move It, And Other Stories
I always keep meaning to return to regular posting, but each time I mean to do anything these days my health seems to poke its proverbial tongue at me and say “Haha, not today, loser”. To be frank, I’m tired of all of it: the seizures; the panic attacks; post-menopause issues (which, it turns out, … More 2025 So Far: Musings
It was a busy summer, and here we are closing in on Yule already! I don’t know where the year has gone; it’s as though I blinked and missed it! But the summer was wild, and fun, and beautiful, and very much in the spirit of Sir Terry Pratchett (GNU, good sir, and may your … More Discworld, Samhain, and Cosplay
Two years. How on earth has it been two years since I last spilled my brain out here? Wow. Um… hi? I hope you’re still around, and doing okay out there? I seem to be back. Perhaps older and a touch more silver. Definitely more metal than previously. I ended up with avascular necrosis in … More Did You Miss Me?
It seems almost impossible to me that two years have flown by since my last entry, and yet here we are. Hello again, world; I hope you’re still listening – because I have so much to tell you! In fact, I shall be catching you all up via the use of installments because I have … More Two Years In The Life, Part One
It’s done. Two and a half years of agony are over, and I have a nice, shiny, cemented hip prosthesis. I was so well looked after- even in theatre as they administered the spinal injection that paralysed me from the waist down. I knew nothing after being repositioned on the bed, as someone else was … More And The Hip Is Gone!
That’s what a surgeon decided three weeks ago, when I was taken into A&E sobbing with pain. Not my surgeon, of course, but a surgeon who had been told to operate on me as an emergency. I was given the requested MRI and diagnosed with avascular necrosis – no blood supply to the remains of … More “I Thought It Could Wait”
Goodness, this has been a year hasn’t it! Who’s got Mutant Superpowers for August? I think we all deserve a superpower for getting through this entire mess that has been 2020 so far! Right now I think I’d choose Spidey Sense, because one of my tarantulas is missing! Druid is a massive Lasiodora parahybana (Salmon … More Life, Sobriety and Everything
Originally posted on Wee Ginger Dug:
Faced with persistent calls for health and care workers to receive the personal protection equipment and the coronavirus tests which they so urgently need, let no one say that the British government hasn’t been listening. The problem is that it’s been listening to something else entirely, and that something…
First things first: I sincerely apologise for the radio silence. I seem to have misplaced my writing mojo since my second hip surgery. I hope that everybody is as well as can be expected in these troubling times, and that you’re all staying safe! Life hasn’t changed that much for me, as in the fact … More Living On Lockdown, And Other Stories
An Accident In Space And Time 