Hutong at The Shard
I love being in high up places. There’s not much to beat the giddy sense of freedom you get from being at a high vantage point,…
I love being in high up places. There’s not much to beat the giddy sense of freedom you get from being at a high vantage point,…
Oops, I just re-found this blog posting – which I had forgotten to publish – about my recent, brilliantly wheelchair accessible, visit to Ametsa at The…
From Tickld, it’s been doing the rounds on Twitter: 20 Worst Romance Quotes Ever. If, like so many of us homebound types, you are an avid…
As anyone who knows me is aware, I love me some humour with my misery. And, I am always drawn to others who respond in the…
Earlier this week, I read via BBC Ouch: No More Mr Nice Guy: When Disabled People Get Nasty by Laurence Clark and my heart sank. I…
Reading the Sunday Times this weekend, I was moved by, and screen-snapped, the image above, where Alice was one of the women who participated in an…
An ongoing part of living with chronic illness, for me, is struggling with a seemingly never-ending dissonance – both psychological and physical. From my reading, I…
It’s been three weeks since my most recent experiences with the daycare clinic at The National Hospital for Neurology and Neuro-surgery and I am still irritated when…