I had a bit of a shock yesterday when I went to see my GP. Actually, it was more than a bit of a shock. I had been sent to the hospital for an ultrasound scan on my gallbladder, because of the previous fiasco with a different hospital. The difference in treatment was amazing - the … Continue reading A New Me…From Monday
Nowadays it's not enough just to put pen to paper (or fingers to keyboard) and write if you want to be a writer. No, you have to be an IT genius, social media wizard, and advertising guru in order to even have a hope of getting your work noticed. The writing is the easy part, … Continue reading Step by Step Guide to Being a Badass
Hell hath no fury like a mother disappointed! And believe me - my Mum is furious with me! My latest article on the Brilliant Suburban Misfit Mom is a montage of my many ways of disappointing my mother. From illness, to marital status, I give her constant reasons to despair of me. It's not fun, but … Continue reading Mother’s Pride? Or Prejudice?
Yep, I'm going to have a moan. A year ago, exactly a year ago, I saw a consultant who, having seen scans of my gallbladder, decided it needed to come out. Multiple gallstones apparently. Great, at last, an end was in sight for the sleepless nights, curled up in pain, not sure whether I was … Continue reading Arse and Elbow
I believe that, as mothers, it is our job to educate our sons when it comes to matters of periods. After all, they are the ones who will have to deal with menstruating girlfriends and wives further down the line, and maybe, just maybe, if they knew the real truth about what periods are like, … Continue reading Periods are Bloody Horrible!
In my work as a freelance writer, I have to do a lot of research – I would say 75% of my time is spent researching and only 25% is spent writing. Now, I try not to get involved in politics, and for good reason. Yesterday I did become involved in an online conversation … Continue reading For the sake of humanity
"I spent the morning preparing – long soak in the bath, legs shaved, bikini line trimmed and a quick tidy up elsewhere. I even shaved my underarms, although I had no idea why. Maybe I would be grabbing hold of the head of the bed to steady myself? Who knows? Then I had the dilemma of … Continue reading Too Close For Comfort