As many of you will know a story that is entwined with that of my family is the story of Royal Navy’s greatest ship The Mighty Hood, my grandfather was lost on Empire Day 1941 when this majestic vessel, the pride of the Navy, the symbol of Britain’s post-first world war supremacy was sunk with… Continue reading We will remember them
It’s been a while since I’ve had chance to share much here. I always feel guilty about absences from blogging. Not so much because I envision an eager readership hanging on my every word but I guess because I have this sense that the blog is there looking over my shoulder – judging me for… Continue reading There you go again.
There was once a woman who commuted into the city each day, her husband at home with the children. They were very much in love and secure in their relationship. Each day the regular commuters would all gather for the train and inevitably there were occassional nods of recognition between some of the travellers. The… Continue reading Change trains
Its a curious thing waiting for a diagnosis. There’s the waiting. The hanging around knowing you are expectant for something. The hoping, that what you suspect is wrong isn’t or that some miraculous healing will have occurred since the last hospital visit. And the Crying, the emotionsl realisation, if not of what is wrong, at… Continue reading Crying, waiting, hoping