This photo of me was taken exactly 30 years ago this week. I know this because it was taken on my 18th birthday while at a works Christmas party. 30 + 18 = 48 and that is the age I turned this week. I don’t tend to get too hung up about age but every … More 18 Year Old Me
She once had to be a shepherd in the school nativity play and she’s never recovered. … More Oh Lawks I’m The Mother Of A 24 Year Old!
I made a point of standing him in front of the machine and identifying what the big white thing with the circle on the front was.
‘The clothes go in here with a bit of washing powder, the water swishes round then you take them out and hang them up’ … More Preparing For The Empty Nest
I love all the dresses from days gone by. The style, the glamour, the elegance. So why when I was growing up did it suddenly change and women started wearing dresses made from curtains? … More Doon Memory Lane a Stromness event
Miss Lashes sat her last ever Uni exam on Tuesday and I just don’t know where the time has gone. It was only yesterday I was driving all her wordly goods (she doesn’t travel light) down to Edinburgh and leaving her in her new digs crying all the way back. She starts work on Monday … More #ThrowbackThursday- Wondering Where The Time Goes
This is my lovely cousin Steph. Two weeks ago Steph died in the most horrific of circumstances and we are all devastated. Due to the great shock and sadness of her going, and the unfortunate media interest, I decided not to write for a while. I didn’t want to be quoted, or misquoted, and I … More Saying Goodbye to Steph
I’m not saying he has a swinging brick for a heart, but he did need to be in a coma to say he loved me….. … More He loves me, he told me so…..(when he was in a coma)
whilst all other girls were angels and one even made the dizzy heights of Mary, Miss Lashes and another little girl were made to be shepherds and wear painted on beards and tea towels over the head. (pictured below) Blonde haired little girls floated around in white sheets with tinsel coat hanger halos, but Miss Lashes could only look on with a broken heart. … More A Nativity Story
Four years ago to the day we returned from having driven Miss Lashes to her new abode. She had left home and was postponing her gap year to go and volunteer with Soul Survivor church in Watford, with something called Soul 61. As much as I love Orkney, driving from here to London was an epic undertaking. … More Empty Nest Syndrome
As if I could ever forget…… Bonfire night is nearly upon us. For those readers not in the UK, it’s an opportunity to light a big fire and set off fireworks, to remember someone who tried to blow up the houses of parliament a long time ago. Weird huh? Anyway, on the whole I am enormously … More Remember Remember 5th November