And The Hip Is Gone!

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!

“Just The One”

I was 16 years old when I started to go out clubbing. Some of my friends had been going to the dingy, grubby old rock club that was like a second home since before we left school. Back then, I wasn’t a drinker. Mum might give me a miniature bottle of Babycham or Pony on … More “Just The One”

Sober Goals

There are some things that Sober Me will never really be able to do again – like walking five miles a day with my favourite music playing through my earbuds, stopping at Sainsbury on the way home to pick up some bits and pieces (such as elderflower cordial). I might be able to do some … More Sober Goals