This weekend I mainly spent at my Grandmother’s in west Wales. About 10 years ago my Grandfather died, leaving my Grandmother with a large detached house and a rather large garden to look after on her own. I, unfortunately, moved away and my father’s never been with living things – he’s an Architect and spends […]
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First, an apology. For those of you who hang on every word I write (yes, both of you), I apologise for not updating you. Things have been quiet recently. Well, no, not quiet – because I have been manically busy, especially at work where we have far more work than time. It’s just there’s not […]
It’s been a quiet weekend in the house this easter. On Thursday, my man-flu was bad enough that I decided to head down to see the Doc, who diagnosed a chest infection and put me on some anitbiotics. Blech. That rapidly turned into tonsilitis by Friday night and so the last few days have been […]
It’s Friday night. I’ve gone to bed after studying hard ready for my Mountain Rescue “Casualty Care” course this weekend (our medical qualification). I’m fast asleep when my pager goes off… *sigh* So it’s off we go, get dressed and head out the door – it’s just gone 0230. This is an urgent search for […]