What would they make of me? Those that have loved me and gone. Devoted loved ones such as my grandparents who played such a pivotal role in my formative childhood years or the close family friends who watched me grow up but are no longer around to see how I’ve turned out. Just what on earth would they think now, if they could see me and speak? Would they be
This morning. 6.16am. In bed. “Mummy, why are you and Daddy so worried? Why does Daddy keep reading the news?” “Because a bad man has been given a very important job darling, but don’t you worry, everything will be fine!” Oh the lies we tell our beautiful, innocent and loving children.
SHE’d been at school just one day. Just one day, when I heard Elsie say something unpleasant. Something that she would never say in a million years and something that I’d never ever heard her utter before.
FOR the first time in my life, I was a little nervous to wear a bikini. A little more tentative and a lot more anxious than normal. Not like me at all in fact.
THIS is one post that I never dreamed that I’d be writing. Nor is it one that I hope anyone needs to read. But I’m writing it, because sadly, this is something that has recently happened to me which means, in all probability, it could happen to any of us at any time. I’ve experienced being truly gossiped and talked about twice in my life.
I SWEAR I have the loveliest readers. Thanks so much to those of you who have messaged or emailed me recently to ask if everything is OK. You’re right, I have been a little quiet on the blog of late but hopefully this little vlog I recorded this morning will explain why. In a nutshell, all is fine, many plans are afoot and I promise, there’s lots of super content