OK, so that all sounds very dramatic but it popped into my head the other Monday morning whilst negotiating the … Continue reading Like a Phoenix rising from the Ashes
My son has no hair. When we are out he will always wear a hat. This upsets his brother. His … Continue reading My son is bald, please don’t stare.
Back in the 1970s, when a baby was born ‘sleeping’ or died shortly after birth, their existence was far from … Continue reading Finding a son and a brother … the lost babies of the 1960s and 70s
On Thursday 1st September 2016, we will be joining others to watch Bournemouth Pier #glowgold to help raise awareness of … Continue reading Childhood Cancer Awareness month #teambrown
I have always loved the number 44. It’s a bit out of character for me really as it’s just a … Continue reading Turning 44
As time is moving on, we are beginning to venture again into unknown territory and spontaneous happenings. Since Felix’s diagnosis … Continue reading The thing that will go unsaid
I had the pleasure of bumping into an old friend this evening at a local, well-known supermarket. I had bribed the … Continue reading Cancer and Finding Freedom